By the end of the day the trainers and I were satisfied. This group was leaving with the choppers on the C5 in the morning.My trainers had been workin... overtime; tomorrow would be the end of it and all of them were going to get a couple of weeks off with pay.I returned to the office for a few minutes with Marcy before our meeting, only to be met by Robert with a folder.“You need to look at this,” he said as I followed him into my office.“He had more computer problems and left the drives plugged. ‘That you’re beautiful and I’m one lucky cowboy to be kissing you.’ His answer was muffled as his lips began to place a string of kisses along my neck. I let my head fall back, to give better access to the sensitive skin under my ear. My fingers gripped his arms as my legs trembled. ‘Logan, you’re killing me here. You need to leave, cowboy, so I can go inside and do some thinking.’ I moved away once more and linked my fingers with his as I said the words. It was hard not to go back into the. But she took my all the way to my balls, her tight cunt firmly wrapped around my shaft as I took hold of her hips and lifted her up nearly all the way before dropping her back down, impaling her on my rod. Lifting her again I slammed her down she cried out with each thrust “ohhhh…….ohh……..ohh yer…..ohhhahhh” her head was bobbing to the side as I let go of her hips she took over, my free hands sliding round to her front slipping my fingers under her shirt to fondle her braless breast, he perfect. She hadn't played for years, and was giggling before we even started. We brought in a sizable square board and placed it in the middle of the room, and sat around it, taking an edge of the square each, and Lee did the honours of an initial spin.The game progressed fairly evenly through a number of layers of clothing, the idea being that whoever sat the closest to the direction the bottle finished up pointing would have to quickly swallow some more bourbon, and then remove an item of.