"No captain, I understand," Marek said with a grin.  His silk sash that he used as a belt was off and his pants down in only seconds.  Since he wore little else, it took only a moment for him to kick the pants away and then untie the leather thong behind his head, letting his hair fall around him in a cascade, and he was nude.  His fat cock was already filling up, but so girthy and heavy it pointed at the ground.  Then moving to the bed where Doxi lay, he cast his eyes downwards as he helped Doxi out of her coat.  His touch was gentle, almost reverent as he unbuttoned the gauzey shimmering blouse.  Bending over his captain, she could feel the hot hard slab of meat between his legs brush against her thigh as he kissed her chest lightly.  He was soft in a way, tender, Doxi couldn't help but think of how different he was than the recently departed Theristina who only took sex hard, fast, and all in.  After several light kisses between her breasts, and one on the cap of each of her dark chocolate nipples, he knelt on the bed beside her.<br/><br/>Shifting so that he was behind her, Doxi got up on her hands and knees.  Reverantly, Marek slid the silken panties down, leaving her leather belt with holsters untouched.  He did not remove the panties, but slid them down only as far as her knees, keeping her thighs somewhat close together.  But then she felt his tongue, wet and heavy, slathering her ass.  His hands spread her cheeks and he was all in.  His training kept hold as he was very careful to focus only on her ass, not touching her sex at all.  True enough though, she could feel his heavy and hard cock bouncing off her calf as he spent several minutes tonguing, nay.... worshiping her asshole.  Doxi knew that he would do that all day unless she gave him another command.