Still on forlunch?Kim frowned. It had to be a misdialed number. Everyone she knew was inher address book. And she was having brunch with Samantha. She...didn'tlike the taste of wine and she definitely didn't read books.Thinking no more of it, Kim hit delete and put the phone on silent, thenwent through to the bedroom. IIKim was sure she'd seen that woman across the road somewhere before butshe couldn't place her.Kim was standing near the entrance to a designer. ..' Without another word he gripped my hips and pushed his penis through my well lubed and relaxed outer anal sphincter muscle ring. His penile head popped in allowing his penile ridge to slide pass and lodge into my rectum. With grunts and sighs I braced myself against the pole as he sawed his tool back and forth. His penis was just a about six maybe seven inches long and two inches across. I pushed back from the pole as he rammed harder, the pole was straining and creaking with each of his. Let's see how he responds when he comes in and sees us."I sat up and looked at her in surprise."Well, since you got up, you be on top. Flip around, straddle me and give me that sweet pussy to eat for breakfast!" She demanded, smiling.I did as she asked. I moved over her, straddling her smiling face with my legs and began to lower myself down. In her impatience, she wrapped her arms around my waist and pulled me forcefully down. Her lips touched my pussy, her tongue slid into my hot, wet depths. Do I make myself clear?" Yes, Sir," four hundred men thundered in response."How the hell did they have enough strength to run those last five miles," Staff Sergeant Allen Baker gasped, as he collapsed and leaned back on his pack."I don't know," Sergeant Mike Hooker gasped in reply. "All three of them have the same packs and load-out that we have." That Major didn't even look like he was breathing hard," Petty Officer First Class Sam Diego panted, a note of foreboding in his voice."I think ....