Mexican Rebel Sex Slaves

by Powerone

  She felt comfortable and safe with the Captain, not even caring that she was naked. He cradled her gently, laying her carefully down on the cold, leather seat of the car, her nipples hardening with the sudden rush of cold from the seat. He let her recline slightly next to him his hand moving around her shoulder to pull him close to him. She snuggled into his arm, resting her head on his chest. She didn’t even protest as his hand swung down from her shoulder to gently cradle her breast, his finger toying with her hard nipple. She only moaned quietly, content to be safe. She let her legs spread when his other hand reached down to rest on her smooth inner thighs, feeling his gentle touch move up and down.

  This was going to be an enjoyable trip back, the Captain quickly taking advantage of the young, naked girl next to him. He took one of her hands, placing it on his cock, feeling her fingers instantly grip in it his pants. “Take it out of my pants,” he ordered her, more of a request then an order, his voice low and gentle. He let his finger stroke up and down her slit, her legs parting wider, allowing him free access to her sex. “I want to feel you mouth around my cock,” his hand pushing her head down towards his cock, now naked and surrounded by her tiny hands. He groaned in pleasure when he felt her hot lips wrap tightly around his cock, her tongue already lathering his cock.

  Angela quickly relented to the Captain, his powerful hands already arousing her. She allowed him to force her head into his lap, her hands freeing the hard cock, as magnificent as the Sergeant’s cock, her mouth quickly enveloping the pounding flesh. She hoped it took a long time to get back to the base. Her body craved the attention of the Captain’s powerful hands, his fingers already making her pussy drenched in her juices. She hoped her mother was doing as well, still jealous of her taking the Sergeant’s cock inside her.

  The End