Both hands are lost in my black hair and are pulling and tugging, for more or less I can’t tell but I don’t care. You’re going to pass out from ...ecstasy one way or another. My jaw isn’t even beginning to get tired and I’m not stopping. Marcie starts to push my head attempting to make me stop, futile.Her pushing gets harder and her legs squeeze tighter. I relax and put my tongue in my mouth. Just wait, I tell myself. Marcie makes the mistake of relaxing her legs and they fall to either side of my. Jodi was hot for some excitement, maybe even a fling. You know, a good fuck by a stranger. Her trip to visit Melissa was her excuse to get away. She knew that Melissa would never go hunting for some strange sex, so she talked up going someplace to flirt, dance, party, like it was a high school event. Jodi knew that if a guy got a good look at Melissa's figure, that he would want to give her an all night fucking. Jodi smiled to herself, Maybe that would be a good thing?She needs to start fucking. Lisa followed the men into the locker room that had been set aside for the use of the special forces teams. Wilton and the other instructors had given her access to a small storage room adjacent to the locker room for the purpose of changing her clothing in privacy but she had adamantly refused it, not wanting to have any difference between herself and the other SF troops in training. So far she had only put her biosuit on over her shorts and T-shirt. Now however she would have to strip. He bound her wrists together and moved them over her head to fasten them firmly to the bed. She would not pull away from them without her safe word. The unique combination of faith and submission was intoxicatingly close, but she still fought it as alien to her new life. The restraints gave him great power, and he began his exploration inside of her panties. He taunted and teased the outside of her swollen lips before he moved to the nerves in her ass. Whether he chose sting or warmth, she had.