As they rode away from the Jackson ranch, Colonel Anderson called Lt. Hobson forward. “Lt. Hobson, now we need to head to Council Butte. And when we...get there, I need to give some orders that you and your men might not like. But it’s vitally important that you follow them.”“No worries, sir. I’ll just let our point know where we’re headed.”“Council Butte Lt. When we get close, I’ll let you know.”In the early afternoon, as the group approached the area that the Colonel had designated as Council. Way down to my feet and worked her way to my exposed, very tightly stretched asshole. She ran her tongue everywhere and slid her mouth up and down my rock fucking hard cock and finally rested in one spot...my asshole. she ate that mother fucker like a champ...for over two hours! (yes, she had to change the tape) I thought I'd died and gone to heaven. I didn't think she'd ever stop. And she was passionate about it! I'm quite sure she has done this before or it's how she likes her ate. I don't. " No hard feelings; I always say, if you can't stand the heat don't go in the kitchen."Just then the instructor came in and class began. Just as I thought, there would be a midterm and a final; one textbook and if you came to class, paid attention, took good notes, you'd pass the course with no problem.As class ended, Lisa stood and asked me if I had time to join her for a cup of coffee. It sounded good to me so we walked across the campus to a small coffee shop and ordered a cup. I noticed. Fawnie chuckled, ‘Haha, hey. I brought the rum you asked for. I hope he’s pleased as well.’ She then followed behind him. Her eyes flickered in delight as she took in the display, ‘Oh, Wow. Very nice!’ she’d reply while looking at altar, sigil, and offerings. Blue would smile at Fawnie’s, ‘Thanks,’ he’d sway back and forth to the music and he’d look down and see the bottle of rum Fawnie had brought for the altar, and smile. ‘I’m sure the Baron will enjoy your gift as well. Place it there next.