It felt good- now that guard too, was dead.“Mmm…guess I’m getting stronger.”The final guard was very afraid, and tried to run back towards the...base, but had little chance to get anywhere far. Just inside the main gate, Momiji completed a run with a two-footed dropkick into his back. A single crunch was followed by pained groans, and an awkward fall, which indicated spinal damage.“Oh, let me help you with that.”, she said, mocking the guard before mounting his back, and breaking his neck with. Tonight I had picked out my skimpy see thru black zipper dress, crotchless nylons and some red high heels. My makeup was done and I was ready. My pussy juices were already flowing when I poured myself a glass of wine. Again my mind went back to what my man had been saying all week and within a few moments I found myself stroking my pussy and very hard clit. I decided I could not wait any longer so I went into the bedroom, picked out a few toys and set up my video camera.I propped myself up on. It had been painted the sand colour, the windscreen was removed, just behind the driver and passenger seat was a mount that supported the 50 calibre machine gun, whilst a mount was placed in front of the passenger seat that held the twin Vickers Ks. Brackets had been made to house two Jerry cans at the back and straps were placed over the bonnet to hold their bedrolls and camouflage nets. Provision had been made for placing the P8 tank compass in front of the driver. The sand mats were rolled. A large white popsicle. Even through his narrowly opened eyes, he could not recognize it to be of any flavour he knew. He reached inside and pulled it out. It was cold and completely white. Lines of water melted off the sides and dripped to the floor. He observed it minutely in front of his face before letting the tip of his tongue graze along the edge. He tasted water, with the faintest hint of something else. Intrigued, he let his tongue wrap around the ice, trying to discern what the faint.