Sitting in a cubicle in the men's toilet, my lips covered in cum with my lipstick smeared, I guess that's what I now was. A dirty cocksucking slut!"�...Suck my cock clean, baby. I don't want cum on my suit.” Suddenly I was “baby”. Now that he'd shot his load and had his way with me, now he was using terms if endearment! Not that he meant it as endearment. To him, no doubt, “baby” was what you called a submissive compliant woman!He patted my cheek in a patronising way and then tucked his limo cock. I laughed and put them back in the glovebox. He don't know I know. All night at the club I kept talking about how sexy that pussy was. He didn't know what to do. I even said I never knew your wife was the type to shave her pussy, she seems so uptight. ( His wife is uptight ) He said man don't talk about my wife lets look at all this pussy. We had way to many beers, we never should have drove home, but he insisted. On the way home I said hey if my wife is home when we get there lets tag team. When she came back to the living room, she sat on the couch between the boys and read the essay off Chaz's computer. She liked that they had written it in a voice she might have used; the work could definitely both get a good grade and pass for her own.As she read the words, Chaz and Roger lingered in the fruity smell of her freshly washed face and neck. Neither of them had ever been so close to a girl this sexy, and they were in a rapturous place of their own as her bare thighs kept brushing. Of the 105 ships headed their way, 65 were at that length. The remainder were divided as follows, 15 ships of 2200 meters in length, and the remaining 25 ships were at a length of 850 meters or less."Missile range." Stated the Ships AI.Admiral Sethon watched as the battle unfolded from the flag bridge. He had already given his instructions to the task force commanders and planned to let all commanders fight their battles as they deemed necessary. He would only interfere if he saw a decided.