My hands tighten the grip around her hips I push into her pussy a little deeper, the back of her head now pushing underneath the top of the windscreen... still in an awkward position as she leans back. I press her hips down hard, I lift clean of the seat a couple of times, her fingers working faster, she has stopped teasing her clit and is now just rubbing it hard with two fingers pressing down and then... ...with another thrust deep into her pussy, I feel a gush of cum shoot right up. If the neighbors had been interested in Phil, they would have noticed that he never had visitors except for once a week on Saturday night.If asked, there wasn't much that Phil could say about himself. After a horrible divorce, he had reduced his life to the basics. His day started with cereal and toast. He dressed and then went to work. He worked through the morning until lunch. For lunch, he'd buy his meal in the company cafeteria and eat it alone at his desk. He'd work the rest of the day. Her rough tongue stimulated the dimpled flesh around my areola, and I felt the whole area begin to tingle with arousal.“I love your nipples, Annie. They’re so perky.”“I love it when you lick them.”“I know how to make them taste even more delicious.”She dipped her fingers into her wine glass and dabbed my nipples with “Whispering Angel”. The sun shone off the droplets of liquid, making my nips glisten like little rubies. I signed as Emma’s tongue slid over them, licking up the cool wine.“Mm, you. Mary had an anti-psy helmet cobbled together with a special comm-link. There were only two channels active on it; a private channel to/from his Sergeant and receive only on the emergency channel. He also had a specially fashioned web belt with a first-aid kit, synthetic rations and other sundry items. When Roc left the shuttle, he would be issued his blaster and a bandoleer of grenades. To make things simpler for him, there were only two types of grenades. Smoke+ in front and sonic stun in the.