I loved it. The size was such a turn on I had produced a puddle of precum in my trousers. My balls tingled and there seemed a chance I might cum. He p...lled out and stepped back. “I don’t want to cum just yet. Its so easy to get carried away when I thrust in that deep.”He slowly masturbated as he stood there. I was red-faced and wet with spittle. “Would you mind hitting me with it?” I enquired.“Slap your face you mean?”“Yes please Sir.”“very well. Yes I will.”He walked up to me and taking his. I wiped more hair from my face and looked down at him. "Please Derik; if I can’t touch my pussy, I need you to touch it for me." I begged softly. Derik bit down on my left nipple hard and made me gasp from pain and a bit of pleasure. I looked at him again and he released my nipples and licked the rain from my stomach and sucked out the little bit of rain that had collected in my belly button, making me shiver. His tongue made its way down to the top of my pussy and stopped. I watched as he. They were reduced to taking potshots and providing Samantha with desperately needed aerial reconnaissance.As the six Rommels dashed through the snow to the battle zone, Samantha received a call from orbit announcing the arrival of a tiny scratch fleet that Admiral Van De Graaf had dispatched from Hesperusat. The fleet consisted of a handful of corvettes, the PC CSS Halibut and the cruiser CSS Ajax. The conversation was brief, and from Samantha's end, biting."Thank God, Captain. How many Marines. " No, I thought it was enough to just hang the flap over. The sun was shining! I didn't count on that... that... hum, stream being that slippery. It looked as if it was sand all over the bottom." It was." No it wasn't. Not were I trod anyway." OK, lets get our clothes up and dry them and while you do that I think I've better get the tent up, we might as well stay here for the night. We aren't going anywhere particularly so..." Oh, OK."We busied ourselves with our tasks and soon the tent was up.
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