"Mathew, I have a request if possible," Ana said as she sat down in the passenger seat.Looking over at her, I smiled and replied, "What's your request..., my Russian princess?"Ana felt her cheeks go warm at Mathew's complement and she said, "Can we go to the Crater of Diamonds State Park, up in Arkansas?" What's that?" I asked."It's where we can dig for our own diamonds," Anastasia said."No Way!" I said as I maneuvered around a slow moving car, and saw the sign for the Mobil Alabama."Yes! Way! I. She stroked my cock in time with his thrusts and then leant down and put her lips on mine. She was on all fours beside me, stroking my cock. I reached up under her and between her legs to feel her cute cock in my hand. We were giving each other a mutual jerk-off as we kissed. This became the thing I was concentrating on. Being used by these older men continued but my focus was on this pretty little femboi and her cock in my hand and her lips on mine. The cock in my ass continued to pound me.. Yet when I caught her eye, she flushed and looked away. We left the center, had a coffee, and went back to our cars. Something was on her mind, but she didn't tell, and I didn't ask, too personal, I thought. She hesitated, toyed with her car key nervously, spoke of plenty of time, and would like to have a drink or two in my new apartment. Back home, I opened a bottle of red wine, and we talked about everybody and his dog. Eventually, Bea brought up stories of school, focused on our last year,. The officer in command of the orbital dockyards, as senior ranking Fleet Auxiliary officer, was also present – his blue uniform and the Navy black uniform of the sergeant manning the transporter being the only non-grey outfits in the room. Samantha had requested the man's presence not only as Stan Keeler was in the same branch of the Confederacy Armed Forces, but also to relieve the field of grey outfits that Belinda and her family would face when they first arrived. First impressions, Samantha.