. .now . . .just . . .yesssss!’ She stared up at him and there was, for that moment and that event, absolute adoration in her eyes. ‘This is no c...sual fuck,’ she thought and the word stuck in her mind. She used it then, singing it to him, chanting it to him, as he plunged in and out of her at his rate, drawing her ever closer and closer to her next orgasm: ‘Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! Yes, fuck the Professor, fuck the bitch, fuck the slut! Just fuck, fuck, fuck!’ He paused for a nano second in his. The guy stood and told me he had something to do from the letter. I lifted my skirt and the guy told me to bend over. I did and this guy bit my ass so hard. I squealed and tears began to flow again. He also informed me I was not to remove or reapply my makeup. The guy thanked me and said he would look forward to seeing me again. He left the washroom. I sat and calmed myself. I reached around and touched my ass. Small spots of blood were on my finger from the bite, and I could feel the raised. We were out in his boat drinking beer and wishing we were catching fish. After some time of no action we went back to shore and to the local tittie bar for a few drinks and a game of pool, then we decided it was time to hit the water again. An hour had gone by since the tittie bar and I was still all horned up. I had this raging hard-on that just wouldn’t go away. All I could think about was those dancers. When we reached the boat dock, I went to a nearby tree to take a well needed leak, I had. I kept as low as I could and I flew following the contours of the land. As I turned inland I picked up the transponder signals of the ten shuttles that were carrying my strike force. From my radar I knew that they were already past the invisible line and I started praying that I had eliminated all the threats that had been waiting for them. I soon found out that I hadn't.My radar picked up another missile launching from a location near the complex I was headed for. My onboard battle computer.