She nodded back, biting her lip. “Don’t be nice to me.” My smile turned into a wicked grin, and I saw the excitement burn behind her pale blue eyes. “I won’t be.” FALTIA I’d always fancied Sergeant Alexa Jenania. Officer rules prevented me from ever acting on those thoughts, but it never stopped me from fantasizing them. I’d often mused on the almond shape of her turquois eyes, the elegant hollows of her cheeks, the fullness of her pale lips, and the proud jut of her chin. I’d often pictured her slender athletic body splayed out beneath me, but never in a thousand frustrated nights of masturbation had I imagined the five-inch cock now throbbing between her toned legs, nor the way I’d hold it so covetously as I aimed it between my straddling thighs. “Captain?” Alexa asked, her voice hushed and rapt. I smiled at her from the tops of my eyes, “In all my fantasies about this moment, the roles were a little different.” Alexa laughed, her curly platinum hair asian cascading over her bronze face. “All my fantasies started with you ordering me into your exotic japanese office.” She looked up at me from her curtaining mane, “I think you can guess where it goes from there.” “I think I can.” I grinned. I linked my fingers with hers, and brought her hands together against the headboard above her head, leaning into her so that our busts squished together, our pert nipples stabbing into the pliant dark flesh that surrounded them. As she fell against the pillows, I kissed her, our tongues entangling japan in a lustful combat, playful and pussy challenging between smiling lips. Why was this all so natural for me? Why did I bow and bend with such practiced feminine grace when in my thirty years of life, I’d only known the motions of masculinity? Why did I hunger for a man’s organ with salivating nether-lips, when such a thought would’ve disgusted me not three days ago? I removed my shirt and dropped it to the floor. Finally, with the noisy motors running outside blocking any ability for others to hear of what was going on it her home, she moved up to me and took me into her arms. “Is that how it’s going to be now?” I dried my pussy eyes, “A conjugal visit of a day, then a week of separation?” Tomorrow morning is okay , not tonight.” I tiptoe asian around and recon each of the upper rooms. Carsina nodded her head. I arrived at Jamie’s house to some delicious passionate hugs and kisses. Ryan sat me on a dining chair and everyone gathered around. "Yeah, I noticed the same thing." I stood close to Sam. It was common for a group of us . . . “You'll get japan it when you're in the Program.” “Sorry, I’ll get out of your way.” Her head arched back, exotic thrusting those small, clothespin-pinched tits at me. Her hands grasped my blonde hair as she japanese worked her hips, sliding and swirling her pussy around my futa-cock. The three levels of stimulation were beyond her limits.