Well everybody but our “medic,” a short little Mexican-American with a perverse sense of humor named Miguel Gomez, who got bruised up a bit, but n...thing broken or busted. We scrambled and set up a defensive perimeter as best we could, knowing that if the VC found us before help arrived we were dead meat and we hoped like hell that help was on the way. We found out later that there was 3 full battalions of VC and a full regiment of NVA in the area and the pilots had been cautioned about flying. That was very wild! Chelsea caught herself jilling off to the scene in front of her, utterly enthralled with the way that I ravaged Tiffany. As for The Donald’s younger daughter, she screamed repeatedly in her orgasmic bliss, squirting all over my demon dick as it plunged so deep that it bottomed out. Her slit was so slippery wet that it bathed my prick perfectly.That was when Chelsea made a decision that stunned all of us. She grabbed a piece of paper, scribbled something down, pricked her own. Now remember to drink lots of water, so you can pee all over me. I am going to pee on you too. It's gonna be so hot." All day at catering college I drank water, and had to cheat once or twice and use the toilet. By the time it was time go home I was almost bursting. When I got to Melissa's house I was let in by her mom but still had to wait for Melissa to arrive home. When she did she looked like she was in agony. She grabbed my hand and led me upstairs. We both quickly stripped and walked. She was still a passionate woman, finding the loneliness to be the hard. Lately her fingers roamed her body like they often did as a teenager. She masturbating to relieve the loneliness and the tensions. At first the pleasure her fingers and hands were enough, but lately she was considering stopping at an adult shop for a vibrator. She just didn't have the nerve to go into the shop.When the elevator door opened in the basement, she found herself in an empty hallway. Leaving the elevator she.