Apparently, this was the last straw. Every ship orbiting Utor boosted toward us, and we assumed that they were shooting as they approached. There was ...no way to tell for sure because there were no muzzle flashes from the gun ports. We didn't worry about that. Hostile action was hostile action. All of the airmobiles were sent into action and the battleships opened up with their quad-mounts.It was as if the Utorians were not shooting at us because we did not receive a hit. However, the same could. I had no experience in dealing with a perfect seduction from one of my kids. I discovered, much to my chagrin, there's no place to jump in. Even my silent stare technique had no effect on Matt. He simply stared back with his arms folded casually, leaning against a covered dresser. In such standoffs, the first to speak looses, but I wound up speaking first, saying, "You have some nerve suggesting I take advantage of the situation. At least, I now know what kind of woman you think I am."He smiled. “Is he sleeping on his back?” Wesley asked.“Yes,” Amaya answered as quietly as possible.“Excellent. Now my non-submissive girl, I want you to very quietly pull up a chair to the bed so you can sit comfortably beside Rick. Place your chair by his hips please.”Amaya bit her lip. She wasn’t submissive! The submissive girls in erotica were always these helpless girls who whined and craved abuse. Amaya wasn’t like that at all. It was Wesley she craved. It was the excitement of never knowing what was. ...He left the vibrator humming against his asshole and delicately fingered the head of his penis which was pulled backward towards his tush. It wouldn't be long now?he wouldn't be able to hold out?I'm going to make a cummy?he thought, I'm going to make a cummy?And that's when he heard the noise from downstairs. Jamie sat up, terrified, his captive clittie almost instantly shrinking in his panties.Impossible! he thought.He'd seen Donna leave two hours ago; he'd helped her carry her bags to the.