He traced a wet line down to the folds of skin covering her clitoris. He nuzzled and probed until he found that hard nub of flesh. Her pelvis jerked a... though a small electric shock had been applied. This time, he concentrated on that area alone knowing that it was a sensation in which she revelled. He could feel the movements of her hips becoming a little more frantic and knew, because he'd seen her do it often, that she'd be squeezing her nipples and rubbing the palms of her hands across her. "No, lover, I don't like it that way. Please, please, please don't put it in." I looked her straight in the eye and said, "Jill, have I done anything to you that hasn't felt good?" Not waiting for an answer I continued, "Trust me. I'll love you there so well that you will get indescribable pleasure. Haven't you noticed how I have been almost manipulating your pleasure. It's almost as if you can't cum without me telling you to." She was taut and immobile beneath me, my cockhead poised at her. They claimed to actually cook food rather than utilize replicators and the odor of grease wafted out of the doorway.Inside were almost identical leggy, well-endowed brunettes wearing a positively scandalous low-cut, curve-hugging sailor outfits with a skirt that obliterated any notion of modesty. Perched on their heads was one of those enlisted sailor hats, and on their feet were impossibly high heels. The place had a family restaurant feel and a scattering of customers sat at tables. Well fiction for now...INTRODUCTION TO NEXT CHAPTER, THE INTERROGATION SCENEby alfredbjunkthe other morning, at about 06:30 am, while the three of you are still fast asleep after a wonderfil threesome that went on and on and on until well after midnight, the door of the hotel room bursts open in an explosion, the room is instantly filled with tear gas and smoke, and six hooded armed GSG9 troopers storm the room. You are quickly overwhelmed, handcuffed, and thrown on the floor, next to each.