She spent the next few minutes slowly stroking my cock, slick with precum. I had my arm around her and was gently teasing her left nipple as she leane... against my shoulder. She turned to me slightly and buried her spit covered tongue deep into my mouth. She was ready.Looking into her eyes, I whispered, "Suck my cock."She slipped from her seat and knelt down between my legs and gently sucked my cock deep into her throat. As her head began bobbing up and down, she reached under my shirt and began. And who said anything about strictly being transport aircraft?”“Okay, now I’m really confused. I thought we were getting some of the stuff from the Marines as surplus because they’d liked what we’d done for the Toys for Tots program. This doesn’t just sound like surplus equipment, this sounds like were getting front-line combat gear. Why would they be doing that?”“Cal, I wish the answer was simple. Unfortunately, it’s not. Part of it has to do with the connections that Mike Douglas has made,. Fabiola backed up and taking max's legs in each hand she inched up between his legs and held them open and back. She bent down and planted her tongue right in his brown eye. Bree got another treat when Fabiola did that. She started to climax and gave Max little squirts of clear seamen. She was shaking like a little vibrator and popping her clit in and out of his mouth.Fabiola moved up into position and was jacking hers and Max's cocks off side by side. I threw her the lube and she poured it out. I nodded quickly but she tightened it another notch anyway. "Now it's time for a good slave slut to shut up" she said as she pushed me to the bed surface covered in the black pvc sheet we use for all our mistress/slave encounters. I could see her clearly then: knee length lace-up dominatrix boots with 6 inch heels, a leather micro skirt and a tight red tee shirt which her pierced nipples pushed ahrd against. She reached into her bag pulled out a lighter and a pack of cigarettes (More reds). As.