"I do not know what motivates him and have neither the time nor the patience to find out," Naveen pled his case with the captain. "Perhaps if he's giv...en training as a combat marine he can better serve the Confederacy. Undoubtedly someone like Sergeant Budzinski can do a much better job of motivating him."Rawlins was retested as part of the assessment process and scored a 4.7, which remanded him to the concubine pool. Rawlins attacked Naveen when the two encountered each other in a companionway. Right. I was panting and rocking my head forward and back. "So if youdon't want to end up with your cock under lock and key until I can jogmy memory, which might take a long time, you had better get into thosepanties pronto."As I stood there quaking, drawing the silky material up my legs, feelinghow gently it slid over my skin, she continued to smile. My sense ofcontrol over the situation was evaporating. Being locked left me sovulnerable, especially with the key not being immediatly. Aur dheerey dheeerey main bhi unkey mumey se khel raha tha aur ab main ney apni ek finger unki choot main daal chuka tha jokey poori tarah se chip chipa rahi thee phir dheerey se main ney unki panty utaar di aur unki bra ke bhi hook khlo diyey ab woh mere saamney ekdam naked khari thee unkey boobs ka size smaal tha lekin uskey opar ki goli ab ekdam hard ho chuki thee aur main ney phir sey apni ek ungly choot main daal di thee aur mere land unkey moonh main tha ab mere maal nikalney wala tha. I have a copy in hardcover you can borrow ... I’ll hunt your ass down if you don’t give it back,” I said.“Cost much?”“This one is Hairy’s. He bought it last year,” I said, “Three hundred forty five dollars delivered. 18 foot cover, five foot liner and two doors. All the ropes, pegs, pins and marbles included. I fetched my own poles. There are poles in the cottonwood at home.”“Who is Hairy?” asked Roy.I explained the hitch hiking and the rescue at a truck stop, my choice to stay at the rented.