The word "bitch" seemed toexcite her even more. She repeated it to herself as his hard member shovedhome, again and again. When Dave had come, she had... expected to get dressed, but instead he hadtaken her to his bedroom, removed the rest of her clothes and made her assumepositions on his bed. When she had refused, he had simply moved her to the desired position. As she showed herself, he had stroked her mound, rubbed her breasts, andgenerally tried to keep her horny. It had worked. He had gotten. .. I turned to Nick, lifting an eyebrow. Nick no longer intimidated me. If Nick had wanted to simply sink into the floorboards and disappear he hid it well. I could see that this had caught him flat-footed as well. And if that was the case, someone had gone to some pains to hide it from him. “I want to see Colonel Blood immediately.” The only reason he hadn’t been here already was I hadn’t expected the problem to be a military one. Truth be told, the Colonel had a great many demands on his time. The tour was interesting, to say the least as my daughter was having a blast playing her part. The crowning moment was during dinner at the clubhouse when Rachel was the center of attention. All the old men were practically drooling over her and their wives fuming over a beautiful young scandalously dressed woman invading their turf.Finally, the day was over and we made our way back to the motorhome; immediately Rachel excused herself grabbed her bag heading into my bedroom shutting the door. I lay on my back and he sucks my cock as she straddles my face, her pussy soaking wet, my tongue snaking through the folds of her labia, finding her clit, pressing and flicking and bringing her off almost instantly. She grinds into me, screaming and groaning as she comes again, her eyes locked on her boyfriend’s mouth sliding up and down on my wet cock. Their hands are all over me, rough and forceful, sensing I want to let go, to be fucked and used. I so rarely get to be submissive.Soon my legs.