"After the general laughter subsided, he continued. "You're now Oscar Platoon, of Task Unit Alpha, Group Eight. We're going to execute an ops plan cal...ed 'Keen Image', which will operate in foreign waters and on foreign soil. It is part of the strategic counter-narcotics and counter-narcoterrorism initiatives we have going on in the Caribbean and the Pacific coast of Central America." He paused to let that sink in, and looked around the room. Satisfied with the rapt attention he commanded, he. As I delicately touched her vulva, she closed her eyes and began to pant again, thrusting her hips up and down against my hand. I slipped a finger inside her panties, and found her clit swollen and already soaked. I touched it feather-softly, then began rubbing it gently as she bucked her hips against me. Her nipple was in my mouth, her eyes were closed as she gave herself over to the first of her orgasms. Katie had not had any fingers but her own touching her sex for so long that she came. She was testing me, trying to break me, trying to complete the circle of destruction that she had wrapped herself in. But I was strong, or at least I thought I was. That night was just more than I could handle. She broke me… and I broke her in return. I had been on-call for what seemed like an eternity at A&E. I was mentally exhausted and physically drained. A girl had died: a car crash. Painful memories had bubbled to the surface. Memories of Elizabeth’s mother. My first thought had been,. Going up I leaned against him. Suddenly I felt something rubbing my butt. Mark tilted his head and kissed me on the cheek. I opened my mouth to say something, and Mark shoved his tongue in and kissed me deeply. My was so confused. Between the drinks and him kissing me I started getting aroused. I sucked on his tongue as he squeezed my butt cheeks. My dick started hurting being trapped between my legs as it tried to stiffen. The elevator stopped and the doors opened. We walked to his room. As he.