By noon all the equipment was ready and loaded. The C5s were fueled. We were waiting on the last of the men who were going to make it. We were ten men...short of a full team. Vicky and I were both going in the field; sand, rocks and hot sticky heat again, only this time in Central America.We said our tearful goodbyes in Lorrie’s office and then settled in for the 1800 mile flight to Texas. We would arrive in time to be able to unload and be ready to move out at dusk.Standard operating procedure. He just comes and comes. He`s going to fill you up. You`re going to remember this for the rest of your life.”And without further ado, Veronica gave a curt nod to her two accomplices, who dropped Emily straight down onto the thick spearing cock. For a moment, a millisecond, Emily`s entire weight was centred on that thin web of skin barring the way into her cunt, and then he was through, the huge cock barrelling its way into her depths, forcing apart the walls of her cunt that had never before. Sliding her wet, sensuous lips up my shaft, sheheld my cockhead at the opening of her mouth, jacking me off until Ispewed a thick stream of sperm into her mouth. She kept massaging mewith her slender fingers until I was empty. Her mouth was full of myexpulsion. Carla turned around and crawled up my tummy. I suspectedwhat was coming and eagerly joined her in an amazing, wet kiss, madejuicier by the thick wad of sperm we shared.Kissing someone with a load of semen in her mouth altered thekissing. Dave continued to ignore the whole thing. It was apparent Finley had been a big fish in a very small pond; he came in acting like he was the main go at Madison Square Garden with all the annoying affectations he’d seen the big timers use on TV. This guy didn’t seem to have a clue that he was just a tune up fight for Dave, somebody for target practice; literally a heavy bag with legs.Perhaps it’s best that way, but he was setting himself up for a beating. Normally the idea would be to let the.