In his last recon patrol – the one where he was hurt so badly - he lost four of the six members of his recon team. He prided himself in taking care ...of his people and getting them home. They were his friends. He couldn’t even bring their bodies home.”“Oh no...”“James Cavanaugh has known his share of tragedy, and he has the wounds to prove it.”Sarah stared out the window. “I guess, I probably won’t be hearing from him, but it’s probably for the best.”“Oh? How did you come to that conclusion?”“Em,. I stroke my hands down his back then bring them round to fondle his cock through his jeans. He moans into my skin as I slip my hand inside to rub his hardness and he presses himself tightly against my hand. I remove his jeans setting his erection free and my hand sashays up and down his cock using his pre-cum as lubrication. My fingers move smoothly along his shaft, slowly sliding back and forth and up over the head making him whimper into my mouth as he kisses me softly and licks my lips. His. .. yeah, you could say that, Mistress. But it works for us, so I’m not inclined to find fault.”LoriShe and Magda were at the Corral, overseeing the redecoration of the houses in Margo’s in-town nest. They’d considered going back to Chorale South to clean up, dress up, and go out that evening, but both of them had decided they were simply too damn tired.While they couldn’t touch Carol’s home – and given what they understood of her planned décor, they didn’t want to – they were making their mark,. All she could think about was sliding under the table and taking his cock in her mouth. She even had to use her napkin to wipe a little drool from the corner of her mouth as her mind kept painting the same picture over and over: on her knees, sliding his cock out of his pants and kissing, licking, sucking it until she made him groan and cum. Damn Him for not letting her. She had to act like His lady and not some cum-craving cock worshiping slut. Well, maybe later, back home. If she was a good.