You look down at me, into my eyes, your hair wet and flowing under the water, your pussy, just as wet from anticipation, and start to wimper, almost b...gging for it. You can feel me lowering you, bringing you down inch by inch.... just feeling the tip of my hardness press gently on your slit, finding its place where it belongs. Gently teasing you, until, mmm there it is, the perfect spot where you can feel the tip of my long hard cock, start to enter the tightness of your wet little pussy.Then. We spent the next few hours exchanging war stories. I was able to explain to Lani just what we had done with the Artillery unit, along with numerous asides by the other teams, who had listened in to at least some of the action."Deceptivor strikes again. I wonder if they will ever get that unit back together? If they do, those gun captains are going to have some explaining to do." Tom Wolfelt said.We were not the only ones to be able to instill dissension though; Ann had tried my trick of. "Jack Mitchell?"Jack looked the same as I had remembered. Very fit. You could see his muscles outlined in his tight-fitting grey shirt. He even still wore the same black ski hat."Kaedan! I figured you wouldn't want to lose out on a free round of drinks. Glad to finally meet you after six years." He motioned to the drink in front of him, raising his own."Hell no. What'd you order?" I asked as I gulped down a taste."That's just a normal Long Island," he announced almost begrudgingly.I looked at. The other members of the society were reclined on various sofas and armchairs, some of which were normally there, and some of which had been conjured up."Sit down," Neil said sternly. The 4 of them sat down on one of the sofas, without a word. "What are you?" What on Earth are you talking about?" Sophie asked, clearly not wanting to give answers."Ophelia, play the footage," Neil ordered."Yes Master."Ophelia bowed her head, and snapped her fingers. Sophie's TV turned on magically, to a news.