I'm going to give you a mission with a goal that you should be able to handle. I expect you to coordinate with the other team and do me proud. If you ...re successful there could be a lot more missions like this. You may change the whole course of the battle, or war." Go ahead ma'am, you have our attention." Stretch had straightened up beside me and I could almost feel her focus on the LT.Lt. Nichols pulled a map out of the HUMV and spread it onto the tailgate of our goat. She looked up then and. But she had pushed me beyond where I wanted to go and for the moment, I was interested only in my own pleasure.I dove into her tongue first. My lungs expanded as my nose delivered that delicious female-in-heat aroma. Foolishly expecting something different, I recognized the aroma, the taste of every other woman who'd spread her legs for me. Who was it that said, and I paraphrase deliberately, 'a cunt is a cunt is a cunt'? Or alternatively, 'a cunt by any other name would taste as sweet'?I. Our lips came together, mouths open, each breath coming fast. My hand in her panties, a finger moving deep inside her. Silky feel of her sparse blonde hair against my palm as I pushed against her mound; her hand unbuttoning the top fastener of my Levi's. Still locked in a kiss, her hand slipped inside my briefs, her fist closing over my hardness. I remember moaning inside her mouth the first time she grasped me. Her hand slowly gripped and released in that same tantalizing rhythm she'd used. The Whaling contest is the big finale of the weekend, when you get to out swim and escape the hunters, our whalers, if they catch you you loose the game, but if you escape then you win the big prize." Oh, is it just me, and how many other people?"Well we normally invite about sixteen to twenty women, our whales, to participate, especially if no one in the club wants to participate this weekend, then we have about half taking part, some drop out and others choose different activities. We have.