My heart is racing and I can barely breath as I pull my car up to the cabin. It’s small, but the surroundings are beautiful. I can see a small lake ...ot too far from the cabin. There’s no sign of anything or anyone else around. It’s a perfect, warm, sunny day, not a cloud in the sky. Being a city girl, I am blown away by the tranquility of this place. I see another car, so I know that he is already here. I take a deep breath as I open the car door and see a figure walking towards me from the. Not even to another officer, his successor was a despised civilian! His career was ended before it had fairly begun. Even the honors Meiersdottir had promised him would await at the end of their journey would be hollow shams, he would still know the truth and others would, he was sure, suspect; what transpired had the hallmarks of pusillanimous civilian thinking, not the true valor of the fighting man. And the bitch still held the confession he'd been forced to sign. No, it would be Igwanda,. True, like most kids, they were overconfident and thought they could handle things that their parent thought they could not. But they did at least play the game for a while. In fact, they were very circumspect about things that day. As I drove, one of them sat as navigator, clothed, of course. And whenever it was Lynne and a brother in back, they made sure to come offer us snacks or ask questions or do something to show me they were just doing normal things, instead of sexing each other up all. A whore like you will always have room for one more cock, won’t you?”He began fucking my hole hard, bouncing me up and down on his cock, with little care for depth or my feelings. I could feel his cock ready to explode when he pulled out and let my feet touch the ground. He then shoots his load all over my exposed ass and rubbed it all over with his hands. He nished up by wiping his hands all over my face.“You’re a good whore; now you will smell like one, too,” he laughed and then moved into.