Wanting you. Thinking how much I want to fuck you. You notice my eyes....piercing and focused on what I want. You.For the next hour or so we set about...our respective routines. Treadmill, rowing machine, cross trainer, weights machines and free weights are all used with full power. Our sweat levels gradually increase. Eye contact becomes more regular and there is even the odd touch of flesh as we pass each other in some of the tight spaces. You notice my bulging biceps and quads that are now. A horizontal scrape mark was now interrupting the golden double W at the spot where her breasts bulged out. Diana didn't even gasp immediately, as her golden tiara connected with the man's head. Her body was divine, but her costume made of Earthly materials was not completely impervious to damage- this was a high quality, military grade knife. Not even gold is indestructible.As Diana surveyed the superficial damage and realized the assailant had tried to undress her, most likely, owing to the. Pulling up the very tight thong over my sore pussy makes me squeal in pain, though. i slipped into the bra but didn't fasten the clutch. I crawled under the covers and cried myself into a restless sleep.Suddenly was awoken by the woman roughly shaking me. "Get up, you need to be ready in two minutes!" Pulling the covers away, she rolled her eyes as she noticed my untightened bra. As I sat up, she quickly pulled it together and fastened the clutch on my back. I actually let out a little scream. Warnings to Ship, Stan, and Jason about depleted missile and weapons levels didn’t occur.“Ship, where were the Marines and pilots located?“Jason, for reasons that I can’t explain my internal sensors have not picked up the fighters nor any personnel that might be related to them. I can’t see any marines and their support people. This is unusual and inexplicable. I’m very puzzled and quite concerned. I’ve also noticed that my combat efficiency is at twenty-three percent,” said Ship, “and I feel.