“Well, sir, we could always just ask security chief Johnson. They obviously know each other,” Corporal Smith slipped out before he could edit hims...lf. Corporal Johnson and Sergeant Thomas both let out short gasps. It actually made the colonel smile.“That’s a good idea, Smith.” Colonel Price mused for a moment. “But we better lay off on that for a while. Best if we keep the chief out of the loop on what is going on. We suspect him, but we really don’t have any evidence of wrongdoing. Oh, he’s. "What else do you like?" "I guess I like you being in charge. And I like the cigars... I'm repeating myself. My ultimate fantasy would be for you to treat me like your bitch when we fuck. And I really want you to smoke a cigar the entire time." "Hmm. I see. All right, Jay, get upstairs. Now. And don't take your clothes off. In the bedroom, Debbie seemed to be transformed yet again. She spoke with even more authority and told me exactly what she wanted to do, each step of the way. She. “Breed your little slut-sister!”“Yes, Mom!” groaned Deidre, my sister plunging her girl-dick so hard, so fast, into the depths of my cunt.I clenched down hard on her girth. I groaned, trembling, the pleasure surging through me. So hot and juicy. My rapture swelled and swelled. Juices flooded down my thighs, churned by my sister’s amazing dick plunging into me.Her hands slid down my sides as she pounded me so hard, reaming her dick into my depths. I gasped into Mom’s snatch as Deidre’s hands. Oh, yes, she wanted that again.She wondered who it would be with; she hoped it would be Sam, because she knew Sam's penis was large and long. She had not touched it, but she had seen it, sticking up out of his pants that night on Belle Isle. Oh, why didn't she give in and take it then? Sam might not have gone off to Europe. They might even have been married by now. She knew she loved him, and he loved her, so why didn't she? She wanted to; remembering back, she knew she did want to feel it, to.