"I know he would." I assured her.She paused for a second then said, "Okay, one picture that shows my breasts. But you can't tell him that I know you a...e sending him the picture. You have to pretend that you are doing it in secret. Okay?" I could only nod, not trusting my constricted throat and dry mouth to answer her.Together we selected a picture that showed both breasts fully along with her face. Then she went downstairs as I prepared to send the picture to Greg. First, I had to call him and. “Please fuck me”. She begged. “Apologize”. He answered her. “I’m sorry I was a naughty slut and distracted you while you were working.”He decided she had been punished enough. Quickly unzipping his pants and letting them fall to the floor freeing his hard cock. He wasted no time unbuttoning his shirt and throwing it down. Grabbing her hips from behind be rubbed the head of his hard cock against her dripping opening. She pushed back towards him wanting more. Finally, he thrust himself into her.. His focus was, as was his custom in preparing for possible combat, wholly on the task that lay ahead. He nodded to each crew member as they arrived, but barely spoke until the lander was in flight."Mr. Shaw, I understand that this vessel is equipped with ultrasonic scanning equipment that is used to evaluate the terrain before actual landing, am I correct?" he said abruptly."Yes, Colonel," the pilot replied. "We need to ensure that there are no hillocks or depressions or subsurface. He would bob it okay for a fewseconds, then he would lose control and the ball would go rollingacross the court. I couldn't stop laughing. As for myself, I was not avery tall guy at 5'7", but I played the point in high school and knewhow to handle the rock pretty well."Nice shorts," he said slapping my butt."Thanks." I said blushing. I couldn't for the life of me figure out whyI was so embarrassed, but then I looked at my shorts. They were damnedshort. I tried pulling them down a little, but.