“My name is Stanley Abraham. What is your name?”“I’m Iris Alby. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”Stanley took Iris’s hand and kissed it. She... smiled at Stanley. Stanley looked at her which made Iris feel tingly all over. There was something different about Stanley. She wasn’t sure what it was. She felt different than she normally felt. Most men never gave Iris the time of day. Stanley was out of her league. His paying attention to her was making her wet. Her vagina was feeling moist and tingly and. He invariably found that the Naval tried and true methods were just that – tried and true.The fleet counter missile missiles, bench modified to be pure and primary attack weapons had been confirmed; in fact dummy missiles and their tubes would shortly be arriving. These were for B tween. The tubes were to be integrated into a nest which itself was to be integrated under slung in the hull. There were to be ten of them and from intermediate ranges the salvo would give even a cruiser a bad. I pushed the head against her tight asshole, keeping a constant pressure against her resisting asshole. Christine wiggled her ass back at me, pushing back against my advancing cock, the tight ring of her ass opening slightly as we pushed against each other. I watched amazed as my cock moved relentlessly into her ass, opening her asshole and stretching it to allow the passage of my cock. “Aaaaargh” Christine cried out as my cock moved into her ass, “it’s so fucking big. It feels like your cock. Amanda indicated he should place it between her bureau and bedside table. Finally, Amanda sent Ted to the office in the spare bedroom to fetch an 18 inch, flexible plastic ruler. When he handed it to her, she placed it on her bedside table next to her hairbrush. She noted that Ted remained erect throughout all these preparations. She sat down, the lacy tops of her black stay-ups visible below the hem of her short skirt. She pointed to her lap and Ted, trembling, lay across her thighs, his.