Fred, not being ready, continued his operations, which almost instantly, by their action on my somewhat relaxed member, brought me again up to the scr...tch.Needless to say, nothing could be more agreeable to Louisa than this continued action. She was always ready, and I believe would have taken six pricks, one after the other, and only liked it the better. Fred, this time, came before me and enabled Louisa again to satisfy her raging lust in another deluge of sperm.I continued the active. ‘Can we try the main one first? I’m not a big fan of DP unless I’m really ready.’ ‘Sure, good idea.’ He lay on the floor and watched as she lifted her foot to the rest, not bothering to wrap her ankle in the restraining cuff. Looking up he saw her pretty, partially shaved pussy through the oblong hole in the seat. ‘You’ve got a lovely pussy, Sandy.’ ‘Oh, thanks,’ she said as brightly as a JV cheerleader. ‘Ready?’ he asked, admiring the shining glint of lube on her lips. The sight of a wet pussy. As I comprehend this fact, my blood runs cold and I freeze. The person is unmoving. The breathing is deep and even, relaxed. Who is it? The horror stories I’ve listened to come to mind, bringing with it images of Skinwalkers. Taking a deep, quiet breath and reasoning with myself that if it’s a Skinwalker, I’m already dead, I steel my resolve and slowly start to extricate myself from my blankets and bed. I want to be sure of who it is before I wake them. I slowly and smoothly raise one side of. "Alex, what's he going on about? He's so pickled I can barely readhim," Jack asked as she watched in stunned amazement."I'm afraid it's something that happened back in 1917, Jack- familybusiness," I replied."Family business or not, he's going to hurt himself, Cap. You need todo something." Knock him out, Commander. I'll deal with the consequences when hewakes up." Alex, I can't strike a superior officer!" Trust me, you've already done it at least once that I know of, now doit, Commander!" Aye,.