He was, also, almost always quiet as I removed my clothes and waited for his gesture to sit in one of the chairs. This time was different, though.“...Tina, your influence on my wife has been fun for us. Tell me honestly, did we overstep the bounds by involving you in our personal lives?”I was standing before him in stockings, heels, and jewelry. He motioned for me to sit, which I did. I took the opportunity to flash him slowly, something I had decided to add to our ritual, by exaggerating the. I had to remind her who was in charge. Remember when she called you into the room and you first saw her in this position? What did I tell you?“ You told me to come watch my momma take this dick.” Trina replied, her voice bumping up and octave every time he slammed into her ass.“What else did I tell you?” Tony demanded “You told me if I was a good girl, I could get some of your candy too. Then you told me to lay down next to my momma. So , I laid on my back next to her and watched you fuck. The problem began there after, as soon as I was getting ready to leave the toilets he said "make sure your here same time next week" so I happily stated if "I was nearby I would pop-in" and then he quipped "if you don't turn up next week i'll tell your friends you are a little queer" and with that the smile on my face dis-appeared and was replaced with the scary thoughts of this obligation, I met him over and over for several weeks with the same repetitive activity taking place with the only. "For now, how about we clear the rest of this position before the marines change their minds and start heading back."They moved up the stairs, trying as hard as they could to avoid stepping on body parts or entrails or kidneys or livers and mostly succeeding. They found more bodies on the next section of stairway and a lot more in the lower level defensive position.If anything, the scene was even more gruesome here. Those marines that had been near the firing positions at the front of the.