I can ... feel you — and to a lesser degree, your wives. I knew it at the kitchen table while I sat there trying to evaluate everyone. That's never ...happened to me before. Major, please, take me with you. I know this will work." If you're sure..." I'm positive."Later, they were walking back to Jeff's quarters when Kayla's phone beeped. "Fisher," she answered.Listening intently, " ... Yes, Sir ... Uh, yes, Sir. But Sir, you gave me permission for six weeks R & R. I haven't taken any time off at. She rested her head on my shoulder. I looked at her. Then after a few moments, she reciprocated. Moved in front of me pulled the curtains and looked at me. She raised her face a bit and closed her eyes.It was a clear invitation, I was thinking how come she is moving so fast. I touched her lips and she parted immediately. I inserted my index finger into her mouth. She sucked it properly. I hugged her tightly. This was not friendly and she whispered she is hungry and don’t ask why and how.I. . cunt , as i place a slave collar tight around his neck and buckle it off, then i place around his waist a wide leather belt - a heavy duty one , again thats buckled on tight , yeah he's looking good now in his "uniform " i pour a amount of lube over the head of my now very erect cock and slowly ease myself into him , sometimes he feels tight - i like that , he groans " fucking take it " i growl , as i ease myself into him i " enlarge " myself getting my cock to stiffen up inside him , he. Even the light coming through the curtains hurt. I felt like shit.I held on to the dresser until I was stable, then slipped on my robe. I looked briefly at my body in the mirror as I passed by. There were remarkably few marks or bruises, given what I had been through, and what I felt like. The marks around my wrists would last the longest, I guessed. I grinned, realizing I was almost disappointed there wasn't more visible damage. I was definitely looking for the sympathy factor. Or was it I was.