"You see this asshole Doreen, yours better be this clean next time you eat prick for us."Doreen giggled inanely, and nodded her head."Back up Amy", I ...aid to the petite brunette.She did so until her asscrack was close to Doreen's face.I could tell Doreen was repulsed by this but continued grinning that dumb grin of hers."Smell it!", I grunted to Doreen, "put your nose in there and take a good whiff."Doreen licked her lips and scrunched up her pretty cum soaked face and stuck her nose right up. ” Halstead turned red at that, but kept his mouth shut. “Continue, Sergeant.”“Yes, sir. Uh, what was the question?” That sounded so lame, but I figured I was screwed, even though I wasn’t sure why. Probably because Halstead wanted me to be Superman and I was mild-mannered Clark Kent.“How are you and your team, Sergeant?” said Captain Vernier.I nodded and sighed. “Sergeants Levi, Bruno, and Bixley are dead, along with Specialist Forstein. They were all in Yankee Two and got hit before they could. "You look beautiful like this," I tell her, looking right in her eyes. Chanel's perfect top teeth bite into her bottom lip, but she doesn't look away from me. "If I do anything you don't like, just say stop," I say, simply enough. She nods her head but doesn't speak. I put my mouth to her ear, smelling her clean, dark hair. "But I don't think you'll need to," I whisper and kiss her neck. The moment I push my zipper against her waiting flesh, she gasps. He legs wrap around me and I soak in the. Eva reached in her bag, and pulled out a hand mirror, doing her best notto squeal. "Marshal, meet Marsha," she said, holding the mirror in frontof his face.Marshal was nothing short of amazed, as he viewed the fair skinnedbeauty, reflected back to him in the glass. She was breathtaking withher soft pink lips, glowing cheeks, and gorgeous eyes, done up in a softwhite shadow, with a darker liner. Her eyebrows, while not pencil thinarches, sat perfectly on the face, of what he would describe as.