Frank Matson's half-brother, Rod, was also on the list, even though he wasn't a Vietnam veteran; he was an archaeology professor, and Gil had long had...a hunch that whatever they did was going to require a trained, professional dig. The group met once a month, to update the latest information about the chances of getting permission, and go over skills that might be needed.Some of them went even farther than that. Steve Augsberg had a special ear for languages, had learned some Vietnamese while. Bent over, nothing covering her cheeks but a thin strip of black lace . Kneeling behind her, Jay placed his hands on her hips and let them roam over her bottom, pausing at her thighs, and continuing down the entire length of her legs. All this movement was doing wonders for T.J. as the jiggle balls bounced together send vibrations through her inner pussy.She wiggled with anticipation as he reached for the top of her knickers and began ever-so-slowly to pull them down over her hips, kissing and. .. er ... I hadn't really thought about asking you but it seemed ... er." Suddenly I seemed to get a grip on myself. "No I haven't asked her yet and she doesn't know I'm doing this. I just felt that this was my opportunity to speak to you so I took it."He simply nodded, sagely. "Hmm. Strike while the iron's hot, eh? Good man, yer da. Not wasting time, eh? Well, I'll have to talk to her mother first, you know. This isn't the sort of thing she'll let me decide on me own, you know." It was a. When she felt the first drop of semen enter her, she had a mini orgasm with three short weak contractions and when she felt the remainder of his semen enter her she came again squeezing his penis from all sides for 30 seconds. He lay down on top of her, closed his eyes, and let his own resolution phase carry him off to sleep. After they had been sleeping for an hour, Karine woke up, moved away from him, got up, and dressed. She looked at him. If she had to say good bye it may not be the most.