He laughed at her insouciance.“Well, you sure seem happy to see me,” he said, gesturing at her hard-on. Inside she felt herself swooning, loving h...is attention. But if she knew one thing about men, it’s that they love a challenge. She remained silent for a moment.“Well, you’ve got quite a giveaway there, too,” she said glancing down at his otherworldly hard-on. “Oh this?” he said, gesturing toward the object of beauty in his lap. “What makes you think you’re the cause of this?” the man said,. I was worried that the younger sister would know but by allindications she didn't. I smiled as I sat at the desk unpacked thelaptop and booted it up. Then a security screen came on requesting apassword. I froze until I saw another picture on the desk of Tara andBrooke. I typed in Tara but that was rejected, then mother with thatbeing rejected too. I tried the word investigate and that let me in. Ifound Brooke's daily Journal that I decided to read later; in Outlook Ifound her address book. I. ”And I accept part of that blame, Captain Olafson. I understand your anger and I am not reprimanding you for what you did, but we must handle the rest a little more subtle. This incident will give us plenty of leverage to solve this short of going to war.”“Isn’t that what we were prepared to do, according to your own words?”“Captain Olafson, threatening with war is a diplomatic tool. We are much stronger than the Togar, but there are also plenty of independents and there are the Kermac.” He. I bet youre getting so horny from this, arent you? Rubbing your own brothers cum into your hole? I blush even as my pussy throbs. I scoot my chair back so Master can watch and bring my legs up to the seat so my pussy is spread. Then I take the wet crotch of the boxers and rub them all over my pussy, moaning as the cool cream touches my wetness. I look as Master keeps rubbing himself, clearly enjoying my humiliation. I keep rubbing myself with the boxers, one hand going up to play with my.