.." How are we going to arm them?" Jacob, Secretary of the Treasury, asked.Rachel, one of his wives, sat next to him and nodded her support. "We mothb...alled most military hardware decades ago, letting the materials be used for the restoration. There's, what, a plant that manufactures small arms for the bodyguards? That's it." And there's the matter of transporting so many troops," Leah—Jacob's second wife, and our Secretary of Transportation—said. "Our fleet of airplanes is not large enough to. “Cut it out Ellen,” I protested weakly.“But your cock is dripping and so gross on my tummy, Josh,” she said again, a delicious lilt in her voice lending a sharp edge to the sensuality of the moment, “smearing your sex juices on me… that’s so naughty of you.”“This is so weird Ellen, why are you doing this?”“Is it, Josh? You know, I heard what you said to mom, that night,” she said, her voice sounding the slightest bit husky suddenly.“What?”“Don’t you remember?”“I’ve noticed how you look at your. Once again I ignored I had seen it however, looking back up towards her face briefly. I noticed again that her hand was still on her breast, though I had just caught a brief movement in her hand as she'd scissored one of her nipples between her fingers before letting go.I finally finished shaving Sharon's pussy and stood up on weak knees, or rather tried to. Unbalanced slightly, as well as suddenly light-headed when I did so, I began to topple forward. With the razor in one hand, I could only. "“Not yet,” Lucy replied as her fingers traced Callie's arms, from armpits to the palms of her hands. Callie realized that the ache between her legs had become a raging fire, and became the focus of all her attention. Callie didn't hear herself begging her lover for relief until she was nearly shouting for it. Her legs opened and her knees bent as Lucy's fingers reached their goal, touching everywhere but her highly excited nub. Callie thrust her hips up in demand and Lucy sent her tongue where.