A. painted into a corner, don't you?"At that point, Commander Partenza remembered the metaphorical threegold bands on her metaphorical sleeve cuff and... told Evans,"That will do. Major Strelnikov and I are both professional officersand we both know better than to endanger this mission by having sexduring its progress. In regard to another matter, Lieutenant CommanderEvans you will keep a civil and respectful tone in your head regardingthe private affaires of a superior officer. Do you understand. “I’ll be right back with something to help you cool down. Enjoy the lemonade.”She left the room, returning in short order with a tub containing two cold, damp towels she had previously soaked in ice water and wrung out. Picking them one at a time, she draped them over the shoulders of both men.“Doesn’t that feel good?” she asked, as she rubbed the towel in slow circles on Curtis’ back.“Damn, Kim! This is awesome. It feels so good having you rub it around. Wish my wife did this for me!”“Yeah,. Willy was standing in his open closet doorway, still undecided on what to wear, twenty minutes later when his mother returned home from her shift at the diner. She was bemused when she understood what he was trying to do.She quickly took a pair of blue dress slacks and fairly new pullover tan shirt from the closet. "This is what you should wear tonight, It's casual and dressy at the same time. Mommy's Boy will be very handsome in this outfit."Willy blushed but was very appreciative of his. With Karen still in the throes of climax I disentangled myself from the other ladies and guided Gladys The Grey to her feet. "Enough is enough, Ma'am." I said as I absently checked Gladys' wiry grey gash for lubrication. As I expected, she was dripping with juice. "It's well past time I filled this cunt." I spun her around and bent her over her own work station. My attempt at entry was rebuffed by the awkward angle, succeeding only in rasping my root against her wiry mesh of cunt hair. This.