‎‎”Yes, but I wanted to ask you about something else. I have got to get four Poly packing cases moved to my house by Friday. Do you know anyone ...ho has a truck large enough to handle it?” I asked.‎‎”‎I think I can get them in my box truck. We might have to make two trips but I can get it done,” he suggested.‎‎”So how much do you want to do the job?” I asked.‎‎”A tank of gas,” he said. “These packing cases are for the homeless right?”‎‎”That’s the plan but that may not work out,” I. “Anyways, each strike group would have one command ship, three carriers, fifteen battleships, fifteen battlecruisers, thirty cruisers, thirty-five destroyers, twelve missile carriers and nine heavy transports. The frigates aren’t included in that because they would be housed inside of the carriers, and each carrier would carry forty a piece.”“So what’s that? One hundred twenty frigates, seventy thousand fighters, and the capability of carrying forty-five thousand troops or a few thousand. Tempe’s long blonde hair semi-hid a close-up viewing of her mouth’s bobbing over my cockhead. However, any of the art students watching us knew exactly what my partner was doing to me on the art studio’s bed.“Tempe-Tempe! Oh! Gaawwdddd! Girl! ... You better pull off! Tempe! Pull ... Cumming! Ohhh! Shit!” I cried and pushed my hips up towards the source of my pleasure. I held my hips about three inches off the mattress as a powerful rush of hot semen fired from my cockhead into Tempe’s mouth. I. "I don't want any of this to goto waste," he said boldly.This whole process of cleaning my face took a goodtwenty minutes, as I resisted a bit at the beginning.During those twenty minutes, I became far morefamiliar with the sensuality of his body. He hadtaken off his shirt (left mine on because he didn'twant any of his cum lost on my shirt) and the smell ofhis body flooded my senses. It was the smell of rawsweat, which he'd later attribute to "hard work". Healso had curious eyes. As he was.