“It is Marco’s birthday next week, he is turning forty-five. It’s an age milestone for any man and he feels that he is getting old. I promised h...m that he can have you for his birthday present. Would you mind?” I didn’t mind. In fact, the thought of spending a whole night just me and Marco was thrilling. I love the thought that he would be able to use me as his little fuck-toy. Sara giggled, she knew what was going through my head. “Damn Briana, you’re such a naughty little skank, aren’t you?. Unbuttoning her blouse even further she looked up at Tom and started seductively walking towards him saying "ya know, maybe you're right. Maybe when I called you in here, I did it just so I get a closer look at you" as soon as she reached Tom, he reached out his right hand and grabbed her nipple which had been winking at him, begging him for attention ever since she touched her blouse. As soon as he grabbed hold he started massaging and twisting through her shirt, Ms. Christie was moaning in. He had said it would be quiet this way, but she suddenly heard the springs of the old bed creaking alarmingly as she bounced, so close to an orgasm that she just couldn't stop.And then it was there, and she fell forward as he humped frantically up into her with rabbit strokes that released his flood of hot semen."Oh my word," moaned Margaret, as she pulled her pillow over her embarrassed face."You used to sound like that," said Hank, smiling. His penis was as hard as it had been in years."Not. I kept wishing for a ground support run by Warthogs.”“I keep wishing for a lot of things. Yes, a squadron of your A-10s would solve almost any problem here, but we can only have what we build ourselves. So, are you supposed to be looking for a Damsel somewhere around here?”“No, that’s Eric. He’s the Hero. He brought me in as an assistant when he came for Leslie Clerk, then left me to help defend the town. Next time he comes through he’ll take me back if I want to go. I don’t think so, I’m a lot.