”You stare straight into my eyes, sobbing in ecstasy as your fingers stroke your clit. I can’t imagine how wet you must be now – but I know that...every stroke of The General’s gloved hand brings you closer and closer to orgasm.Smack! Smack! Smack!Your mouth falls open as you gasp for air.“Are you coming?” I ask sharply.“Aaah!” you reply. “Aaah – yes – aaah!”You thrash about on the general’s lap as the climax hits you. He places his other gloved hand firmly on your back, holding you still as he. No one wastracking him with his duty beacon off, so going lower to have a closerlook wasn't really violating his Captain's orders. McNabb flew the cruiser down within a few feet of the stream andhovered there surveying the landscape. This was very similar to thetrail he had seen at the homestead further north. He used his onboardmap to find the location of the farm and pinpointed the farm severalmiles north of Drytown. This would have put whatever made this trailfar from proximity of the. Her breath were high and mind too, I looked into her eyes, and just blurted out you are beautiful, and I couldn’t figure it out where she moved up or I moved down, but the next moment we were kissing; kissing so passionate as if two long lost lovers were meeting after a long time. My hand went to her boobs and started feeling them.Suddenly she broke the kiss and ran to the next room, only them I came to my senses and felt what have I done. I was feeling so guilty and went out of the room to the. To my happy surprise, standing near a storefront were two women whose attire could, indeed, have been at the sexy limit of the office. The larger of the two was indeed big, and radiated physical power. She was an athlete of some sort, wearing a white coat dress. The dress itself was conventional, except that it was unbuttoned enough to show very substantial cleavage, and open enough below to allow her heavily muscled thighs, clad in white stockings, to flash back and forth. I guessed that she.