She gently sucked at his balls then dragged her tongue up his cock again, closing her lips about the deliciously tasty cock head.Her dark hair swirled...about her face as she bobbed her mouth up and down his cock, her wet mouth sucking as her tongue licked. The urge to suck him off, to make his cock spurt that sweet come juice into her mouth was strong but she had other ideas at the moment.Lifting her face, she looked at her son with glowing, passion-filled eyes. She gripped his cock tightly.. .. "C'mon." "What?" "Take it." "Why?" Suddenly, despite the alcohol coursing through my bloodstream I'm alittle bit scared about what's going to happen next and what it is Pippa expects from me. "Take it." She swings it again and this time I grab hold of ‘my' end and so therewe sit at separate ends of her sofa, a wine glass in one hand and the double ended dildo hanging between us ... both physically and metaphorically. Pippa cracks a grin, dips ‘her' head into her wine and starts giggling:. "Good morning Sir. I have determined what kind of equipment they are using. It's a direct RF transmitter with two slave microphone also RF. Bad news it it's line of sight. There is no platform I can use to track it down. It's Radio shack shit.Yes, I was thinking that as well. Very well sir, we shall see who shows up, but not attack them. Yes sir, it makes perfect sense. Goodbye sir." The Brit said."So what's our next step," I ask."The main transmitter draws its power from a simple 9volt. A dog and his handler patrolled the fence line. Someone was night blind in a gate house controlling access. Another sentry stood outside a cabin. A third sentry was walking around the helicopter. Two more sentries were posted on the roof and those two were the first to be incapacitated by stunner fire. A Direct Energy Weapon (DEW) isn't silent, nor does it sound like movie ray guns--but the noise of discharge often gets ignored because it doesn't sound weapon-like at all. Depending upon power.