He directed me through tall grass and bracken (a kind of thick bush in Scotland) and eventually we made our way to a small clearing. I was desperate t... see what he had to offer and slowly but surely he put his hand down his joggers and pulled out the most massive cock that I’ve ever seen, it was not just thick but it was extra thick and long and had a huge head. I was so nervous, so concerned about doing things outdoors and being caught (I was never like that in my youth where I was carefree. He squelched his impulse to run his hand through his hair. Having all of his nervous tics pointed out to him had been worse than memorizing silverware.His rank had been raised from second to first lieutenant according to his dress fatigues. Apparently the colonel had awarded him another rise in rank, which made no sense to Gavril. He had also been inducted into a unit whose insignia he didn't recognize. The double absurdity of a lieutenant escorting a colonel, of a mudballer escorting a royal,. Above the deep blue waves of Pluribus southern ocean, atop a single thin transparent column, a shimmering construct with elements that reminded them of a Nilfeheim burg, but not of gray stone and Duro-Crete but like a dream of crème and turquois shades. Everything transparent or translucent, sparkling like a precious gem in the last rays of the setting sun. Strong beams of light just underneath the water surface far below turned on just as they approached and bathed the dream like building in. “Yeah you're right, plus I am pretty tired, see you in the morning,” Sam said laying down.I was also tired but I just couldn't get my mind off of Brett. After about fifteen minutes I couldn't resist any more, so I put my shoes on, unzipped the tent, got out, and made my way towards Brett's tent about twenty feet away. I got there, unzipped his tent, and crawled in as carefully as possible, not wanting to wake him.There Brett was, lying on his back, a blanket covering up to his chest. I pulled.