"Damn," she muttered under her breath. The Alaskan sun was glowing warmly through the window, but the clock next to the bed revealed that it was just ...past 3am. "Saturday," she sighed, as she realized that he must have unwittingly awakened her when he left at 3:00. "Fishing again." She rolled to his side of the bed, savoring the scent left on his pillow.She hated fishing season. Hell, it had gotten to the point that she hated fish all together. Sex between them was almost non-existent from June. HMS Ark Royal had embarked twelve Phantom FG Mark 1’s from 892 Naval Air Squadron and LEUT Steven Winters, having spent his time in purgatory at HMS Chelmsford, was one of the pilots. There was no flying programmed for the next day and it was obvious that he had imbibed quite a bit of alcohol at and after dinner in the Wardroom.“I say old chap, I presume I am in the right place,” LEUT Winters held up a BRB business card between two fingers.Spike recognised Steve Winters immediately and his. I fly through the night cause I never seen the day, I felt I had black wings on me, and I fly through the night, finding the woman to call my Dove." Why do you consider me a Dove?" she asked"You represent the things that are positive, like love. I wanted you to be my dove. You have positive emotion, sincerity, and kindness. You are the light baby. You have the white wings of a Dove."She was shocked by the fact that I said about her being a Dove, to which she believed the fact was another. DaaammmN. I begged for it. "Fuck me Sir, Oh yeah, Please fuck me, I need it so bad. Yes, yes, yes, fuck me please." Then I had one series of back to back orgasims and I was howling and that did it for Keith. He grabbed me by the throat in a grip of total control and then he shot a huge load of hot sperm into me. I could feel him swell and gush. He really filled me up. It was so fucking good!My husband had finished with Angel and they were both smiling and looking at me, Keith still had me by.