He slows his pace and works his fingers over to my asshole. He sucks on his finger and then runs his wet finger around the rim of my ass. My body move...s towards him wantingly. He takes his time with my ass leaving me desperate for him to penetrate me. After several minutes of him teasing me I moan in frustration. He thrust his finger inside of my ass. The pain mixed with intense pleasure hits me hard and pleasure overtakes me as blood flows to my clit as he starts moving his finger in and out of. He considered the General's bosses in Washington DC, and what marching orders they may have given the General. Caleb nodded to himself."Al, the purpose of any government is to protect itself, and to grow like any other organism. With that in mind, what do you think the General's orders are, concerning your ship's crash?" Caleb asked."They would consider news of an extraterrestrial to be a threat to the economy and governmental stability," Al replied. "His orders must be to keep any information. "Keep fucking her!" Terri, I'm not so sure this is a good i---" SHUT UP, Steve! We've been over this! Now fuck till you put your load in her cunt!"My redheaded girlfriend, age 33, was not to be argued with, so I resumed my penetration of Britt, moving in and out of her teenaged slit while admiring her mom's body, kneeling on the bed above Britt's head as she continued pinning the girl's arms, neutralizing any chance of resistance. She was totally nude, just like her daughter and I, her fiery. Not this time, though.“Ain’t seen the Panth fer a fortnight, Jackie me boyo,” the Fence pulled me close an’ whispered yesterday, “Got a tip off ‘bout an old girl in Vine Street what ain’t bin seen about on her pins for a while; maybe she’s popped her clogs, eh? The Panth said ‘e was gonna check ‘er place out the other night but ‘e ain’t shown up since, an’ ‘e’s normally regular as clockwork is the Panther.”“Maybe there weren’t nuffink there werf nickin’.” I suggested unenfusiastic-like, as I.