“In a manner of speaking. I was at Quantico three years ago when we had that SWAT/HRT training seminar that you attended. I was one of the coordinat...rs and taught one of the symposiums. You made quite the impression, Sergeant Reaper.”I remembered that seminar. It was about six months after I made it to the Tactical Response Team, and Crowley and Jenkins had sent me to the FBI training complex in Quantico, Virginia when a training slot had opened. It had been very educational, but perhaps not. Carlos pulled Lisa’s body down tight so her big breasts were squashed on his inked chest and then put one hand behind her head and pulled her into a kiss which she eagerly joined. They explored each other’s mouths for some time before Carlos pushed Lisa up and firmly turned her head to the right so Jorge’s fat and very hard cock nearly slapped Lisa between the eyes as her head was turned.The message was clear, Carlos wanted his new woman to blow his friend again, and Lisa smiled and then opened. She watched as he applied some of the jelly to his cock and moved between her legs and she felt his fingers withdraw. She could feel the pressure of his cock head against her tight ass and she tensed, "Remember Maddie, relax," and she tried, but as he inserted the head she tensed again and then she felt his fingers probe her pussy an find her clit as they massaged it and her ass relaxed, allowing him to slide in, "That's my girl," and she found herself moaning at the dual sensations of his. Sipping my drink I let a hand drop below the table and snaked my hand up the inside of Gail's thigh and let my little finger gently massage the hood of her clitoris. Gail's body giving tiny shudders as I rubbed a little harder she smiled at me as we sipped our drinks. Looking over to Suzie there was a man stood by her talking to her and she was shaking her head at him but he didn't move he was clearly trying persistently trying to pick her up. She shook her head again, stood up and began to.