He was now fucking me with abandon with longer and deeper strokes. My own cock remained rock-hard, despite the fact that I had just cum. I couldn't he...p but keep moaning and calling out Ayden's name, begging him to fuck me deeper and harder.Ayden fulfilled that request and gave me everything that he had. His enormous man-meat kept plowing into my ass and then almost withdrawing, all at a record pace. Ayden was giving me a clinic on how to fuck, and I kept begging and asking him for more.As. After a few minutes of passionate pashing, he grabbed me by the hand and led me into the parking lot and up to a battered, but powerful ute. His 18th birthday present, it wore all the badges that a country ute should. Massive bull bar, B&S stickers from all over Australia. In the back was his swag. I could hardly wait to see if he was built as powerfully as his ute&hellip, I didnt have long to wait to find out. I had already gathered he had a powerful love rod, having it grind against my snatch. We stripped their armor off of them, along with all their magazines and anything else they had. So we’ve got two additional vests and backpacks, along with some spare weapons. Ben, you wanna give him the radio?”Nodding, he reached into the duffle bag and handed the radio to Mason. “They were talking to someone else before they stood up and got taken out. Nice shooting, by the way. Apparently there are tunnels nearby that lead to wherever the guys they were talking to were holed up. We don’t. About half the futas wore a school uniform; a beige suit jacket, green shirt, a knee-length dark green skirt and beige knee-high socks. Now, that’s all fine and dandy, but the remaining futas were dressed in booty shorts, skin-tight leggings, or way-too-short dresses and skirts, all of them showing significant cleavage. The pattern was similar with the normal-looking girls: around two thirds wore the same uniform, but stylized in white, pink, and blue, with a miniskirt and a blouse. The rest.