Figures were rising from beneath it, sheets of dark sand sliding off the canvas tarps that were draped over their backs, the glint of bayonets catchin... the sunlight. The Rask had been lying in wait, hidden just beneath the surface, the explosion signaling the start of their attack.There was a lingering moment of silence, and then the reverberating crack of railguns began to echo through the canyon, audible even through the Kodiak’s thick hull. The squad of Marines in the rocks was the closest. I wasn't sure what to do with the milk so I licked it off as it ran down, switching from breast to breast. I could feel her moving to help me by twisting a little to bring each boob into position."You'd better get used to the milk," she told me, "it will be there for a few years yet." Wha... ?" I was still not very coherent at this point. Two big distractions kept interrupting my thoughts."I'm going to have more babies regularly, so by the time each one is weaned the next one will be about. Cyn was actually squealing softly every time Kat slid inside, and as they watched a violent tremor rippled through her body. “Fucking …CUMIINNGG!!!!!!” She screamed, and Tony could actually hear her juices spattering over Kat’s hand until a trail oozed past her stretched labia and dripped on the bed. “Uhhh…Uhhh…. ARRRGGGHHH!!! AGAIN!!!!” She squealed harder, and more thick juices oozed from her dripping slit. Her arms started to tremble and lost the battle to support her weight, her head. Gail was smiling, Rick had a look of amazement on his face. I looked at my wife, she was smiling that smile she gets when she is in control. Serene, dominate and knowing I will now do anything she could possible think of asking me. I may be in trouble, I thought.My wife said,”First of all, let’s get a few things straight. My husband loves me very much and I love him. He is not my slave, he is my husband. He has a very responsible job and he is a good provider and my best friend. The fact that.