Unable to keep silent any longer, Harry said, “You’re talking to a mongoose.”“I know,” the young man answered.“They don’t talk back,” ...arry said making reference to the weird one sided conversation he’d been listening to.“You don’t know that. In fact, she’s quite talkative,” the young man said while rising from his kneeling position to face Harry.“It’s a mongoose,” Harry said as if explaining something to a simpleton.“Yes, she is. She’s a very fine example of one,” the young man said. He looked. Mike was lay on his back and I was attached to his side like a limpet. My hand moved to caress his perfectly shaven balls and pubic area. After a few seconds, I rolled onto my back and asked him if I would look better without pubes. He looked me in the eye and said, ‘Wanna find out?’I just giggled and asked if that meant he was going to shave me and rather than answer, he jumped off the bed, ran into the bathroom and moments later, returned with a bowl of water and his shaving gear. I. "Shit Cara!"he gasps, pulling my hair and thrusting into my throat. I moan.I remove his dick and say, "Fuck my mouth." Luke grabs my head, pulls me back onto him and thrusts hard, over and over and over. I relish it and massage his tight balls. "Fuck, fuck... I'm going to cum," he screams. A large load shoots onto my tongue and down my throat, making me moan again. "I believe I owe you now," he says. I lay back in a recliner as he goes down to his knees. "You smell sweet, Cara, I got to taste. It was almost a foot long and I had even shaved with it because it was so sharp. He could move through the bush almost as quiet as Chung and was at ease doing so. Chung and the yards called him Chief and it for some reason stuck, and he was proud of the nickname. This was his first tour and he seemed to instinctively know how to conduct himself in the bush. I hadn't seen him react under pressure, but I had a feeling he would conduct himself well in a firefight.I met them at the team briefing.