<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">If she had more control, she would have told him to have patience himself. If she had been thinking clearly then she would have teased him mercilessly. If she had done a lot of things, Zara would have behaved in a completely different manner. But she felt his shaft under her sex, throbbing, ready to fill her and claim her once more...and she was more than eager to do as he demanded.<br/><br/>Sliding her hands down, she shifted until she could grasp his length firmly, stroking her hands up and down as she shuddered at the memories of the way he had fucked her. Already she was sore from the way he had plowed into her with all his might, and still she was ready for a second round. Whether she was ready to admit it or not, she was rather hooked on the Colonel and his ways. Even at the moment, the way he was abusing her breasts made her moan and cry out softly at the abuse she was receiving. Her nipples throbbed with the pain and the discomfort that was brought forth every time he pulled on them, but her pussy quivered with excitement.<br/><br/>Rolling her hips slowly, Zara felt the tip of his shaft kissing her entrance, and she brought her hips down slowly, letting her sex sink on top of him inch by delicious inch. She let her head fall back, resting her head on his shoulder as she pleaded softly, her voice husky, "Please...tell me now..."</span>