Besides, the aftershocks made it extremely dangerous to go even close to the buildings. It was early evening when we could hear the helicopter scoutin... the area, and some fifteen minutes later some army trucks carefully drove between the buildings to the park.If I had thought that the worst was over I couldn’t have been more wrong. Well, maybe the worst was over for some of the locals, but it certainly wasn’t over for me. The man in charge of the arriving group was an old school colonel who was. He has to move in small, precise steps. As he looks at his body, he wishes he could scream. He is wearing 7 1/2" black high heels, black, seamed pantyhose, a very short black maid?s dress with puffy sleeves that end just at the beginning of his arm. The sleeves are surrounded by pretty white lace, and he wears a lacy white maid?s apron. His dress flares out almost horizontally from the petticoats he has been put into. The dress is very short, and even shorter with the petticoats. The. Her eagerness to fuck in different positions any where any time is what I liked the best.I also liked the way she held me tight when she felt me cumming . Holding me in her until I emptied my load and softened all while telling me what a great fuck that was. Finally we got dressed and I had her fill out her time card then gave her four hours even though it was just about two. We talked about what she would be doing tomorrow before she dropped me off at home. Of course she grabbed my junk. Mike moaned – like he really liked it. Glug; glug; glug – the foaming beer slowly drained into him. I felt underneath him. Not only was Mike hard, but the back sofa cushion was slicked with the bully's precum. "That's it, Davenport," Bruce crooned "take your bottle like a baby. Come on queer, suck it dry." Bruce tapped hard on the bottom several times, making sure every drop oozed into Mike's backside, then he grabbed it by the base and fucked his hole with it. Mike really began to moan; his.