She showed up around 11 PM. She was Fillipino, light brown skin, Black straight hair cut into a Bob, average looking, no make up, slightly overweight,...a real find for Craigslist. HahaShe was a bit shy at first, Lawrence sat infront of us in a chair while I sat next to her on the couch until she felt more comfortable. We poured her a glass of wine and chit chatted for a while. Turns out her husband is a marine and that he had set up his commander and his wife to join them without telling her.. She wondered what her son might be planning. Olivia replied that she would love to see Steve's massive cock in a special performance, but wanted to know when, as it could be difficult for her to find the time alone to sit down and watch.She waited a few minutes and was about to give up (assuming that Julie's arrival might have got her son off of his computer – she could hear her calling out to him) when she saw a response stating that it depended upon him being able to get some time alone. .. and set up a breeding colony."Rinda's jaw dropped."Breeding colony." Yup," Daium replied dryly."My father, rushed me off of his ship on the brink of a life or death battle ... to become breeding stock." Yup."Her mouth opened again, then closed. Something nagged at the back of her mind..."But ... there's no males here." Nope." You..." Had no desire to be bred like an animal by some soldiers picked out by your father, no." The Captain almost spit out the words. "So, I decided not to mention. Stan took the soap laden sponge from her hand and washed her. If he seemed to pay special attention to her breasts, Denise didn’t mind. He moved the sponge lower, washing her abdomen, gliding it over her small belly roll. He moved lower still, soaping up her red-bronze pubic hair. Denise sighed, closing her eyes for a moment, but she told him, ‘Not this morning, Stan. Just wash me, please.’ Stan smiled, leaned forward and kissed her, lovingly. He said, ‘Certainly, my princess. Anything you.