” Now fully dressed, Monica picked up her backpack. Her bottom still tingled from what had just transpired. But she still had a mixture of feelings ...oing on. This seemed dirty, exciting, dangerous. The fact that she was getting punished in a private office at school was ten times hotter than any sexual act she’d done with any boy. Oh, they touched her in the right places, but frequently, she’d had to use a vibrator while they did it. And being the same age, or younger, they didn’t seem to have. They did a good job of reducing the car to scrap metal and the occupants to hamburger, so the boss was out of the way, no matter what else happened.The noise of the mortar shell explosion was all the crew at the .50 caliber machine gun needed to set off a major hosing of the lead truck. Within only a few seconds, that truck was not even worth salvaging for spare parts, there were so many holes in it and its mechanical parts. The driver had been killed in the first burst of fire, and the men in. She was about 5'6 30yrs old with long black hair died with red on top. She had on a black thong and a lace bra and red lipstick, she was definitely this black man's kryptonite. I closed the door and asked her how much time did I have?Realizing she was married with two k**s I figured I didn't have much time. She said you tell me, didn't you say I was going to be your bitch, so do what you wish to your bitch for as long as you want. Grining from ear to ear I looked her up and down and told her to. " He snapped his fingers and pointed, and Inez ran in to collect her skirt, covering her mouth. Jason grinned; in reality, there were no external signs of her recent activity, but she'd be embarrassed, and that was the point of the exercise. He followed her back to her quarters, watching her naked ass sway. Dammit! Did she have to be so... desirable?"Are you SURE you're okay, Mistress?" the Wench asked. She smelled excitement... "I'm... fine, thank you." Sharon was wet, and undoubtedly her.