He stayed silent and wandered around the front room, looking at tapes and pictures. He didn't act like a man about to score, either. He stared out the... window for a time, sipping his beer.Charli came into the front room wearing a sleep Tee and panties — I could see the lines through the material — and said, "Your turn, Sweetie!"I got up and walked toward the bathroom, shedding clothing as I went. My last glimpse was of the two of them sharing a soft kiss.I hurried, but even so it was fifteen. His elder daughter was married to a lieutenant colonel in the Air force. His younger was hitched to a Navy lieutenant commander. Both men were on their way to flag rank.The dinner was a success.The next day, Hampton appeared at the D.I.A. offices. He and LtGen Woolridge met alone with the military man's top aide. The instructions were clear. Woolridge decided he would fly Hampton on his Boeing C-40 to Los Angeles. The airplane was a basically a Boeing 737 outfitted for military duty. But. I stalked across the room, my books landing in a heap on the desk and I literally pounced on Marissa, causing her to squeal in half-fright before I simply straddled her legs and kissed my girlfriend deeply.Marissa's squeal calmed down into a happy "mmm..." as we locked lips. But the lust was still raging inside of me, my erection having a sexual mind of its own. And yet Marissa was still enjoying the casual warmth of our kiss, just platonic affection compared to my flaming desire.It was taking. . three." Once she'd successfully inserted three slick fingers, she confirmed that I was ready to take her dick. Slapping my ass, she pulled me to the edge of the bed so my legs were on the ground, but placed my ass at a good angle of attack. I pleaded with her but she held my balls.tightly and said, "Be quiet if you ever want to fuck me again." I felt her position the dildo between my cheeks, increasing the pressure as she leaned her weight forward. My muffled scream was baffled as I bit.