In a dizzying zoom and pan, it adjusted itself to a perfect image, his muscular butt pumping a half-time band rhythm deep into the need of the thrill-...seeking housewife. Sherrie and I watched spellbound, as the housewife’s fingers curled more and more tightly around his rippling biceps. She was pulling him down onto her, now holding him in such passion that we could see her fingernails scratching him. He was on top, and bigger than her, but we could see that she held him as if he were the one. I admit that I am surprised just how well they have adjusted to "Sundowner's" training role. Still they were all experienced navy personnel for decades before we joined "Tulip" and in a way they are continuing with that." They seem to be happy enough with our sporadic visits." Morg, I wasn't thinking about sex; I meant psychologically in themselves and sex is only a part of that. I thought I was the one with pheromone problems." Hah! You get enough with me sissies." Truth in that. Suits, old. To feel your body and your love.’ Her legs spread, I got between them. Her eyes were moist when my cock nudged into her slit. She said, ‘Kiss me.’ My cock slipped into her as I lowered my body and our lips touched. My weight forced her to exhale and I drew her breath deeply into my lungs. Even after a year, our kiss was familiar. When our tongues caressed she pushed up, taking the last of me into her body. I thrust down. She whimpered and kept up our soft kisses. There were two parts of us.. He was confused, but for some reason, theresponse felt right to him. It felt like truth.Dominic turned back to the TV. On the screen was a woman. She wasunconscious and lying on the ground. She was torn up and in pain. Herface was scratched up and her skin was peeling, but instead of blood, itexposed plates of chrome. Dominic kept staring at the woman on the TV.He felt the synapses firing in his brain and something connected. ?LadyBullet...?The woman smiled at Dominic. ?You?re starting to.