‘I’m sorry Sir. I won’t do it again…I promise....’ I stammer. You lift your wet fingers to my mouth. ‘SUCK’… greedily I suck upon your...fingers. Ramming them down my throat you fuck my mouth. My pussy is on fire. Squirming I lap at each finger, never taking my eyes from yours. CRACK, as your other hand slaps my breast my back arches and my head goes back allowing your fingers to go deeper into my mouth. Suddenly you withdraw from me and begin to take off your clothes. As you stand in front of me. "Lord General" sounded too much like royalty for his tastes and conveyed a sense of power that he did not have. Though he had high hopes when it had been bestowed upon him by Emperor Z'haas shortly after the aborted attempt by Duric's army to take the Imperial Palace."What direction did the attack come from, Commander?" Rithas asked in clipped tones."Almost due west, my Lord. The patrol we sent out to search for enemy casualties did turn up something, however. It..." Let me guess," Rithas said. I went inside. They told me it’s just part of the game and as I’m the husband I should also do it.Farheen took me by hand into another room. Farheen’s figure was 36 28 38 fait and her boobs were awesome. She took my hand and pressed her boob with it. I was shocked as I don’t even know what was going on and what to do.She showed me her boobs. Omg they were white like milk and fluffy. I still cnt forget those melons. She laid on the bed and grabbed me over her. Slowly she opened removed her kurta. Yes. Something was wrong with this picture. The surface had things on it. Things with writing, what looked like boxes.Chris's eyes flicked up. Ah. It wasn't a ceiling. It was a wall.Chris lay in a darkish hospital room. His head, and upper body, were raised up. Not much, but enough to confuse assumptions made over countless previous nights. His eyes closed again.Whatever.What had happened was still a bit confusing, at least in his current state. Some sort of an attack. A call to his sister. No,.