One of them had a machine pistol and the other two had the standard infantry rifle in .22 caliber.The plan was that the two regular soldiers would sim...ly help in the search, but the man with the machine pistol was responsible for killing the dire wolf once it was found. The great sigh of relief from their headquarters was nearly enough to disturb the atmosphere when the first dire wolf killed was a female. It took almost five months to get rid of the rest of the dire wolves, and this year of. My hard cock bobbed up and down with each of his thrusts and seemed to edge me ever closer to an incredible orgasm, each thrust making my cock ooze clear, sticky pre cum. He began to fuck me hard, making me whimper under my breath, but I wanted him to cum. I wanted him to fill my ass with his seed so I just bit my lower lip and let him pound into me. Squeezing my hips, holding me tight, he was breathing hard and grunting as his cock punished me. Then, without warning, he grunted and moaned and. The wine had befuddled her. But it didn’t matter; in fact she liked it. She felt as though she could do anything she wanted to tonight: she was the Goddess of Sex. Even if she was having a little trouble staying upright. “Oh Peter, I’m so sorry. But I’m ‘fraid...afraid I’ve been a very bad l’il girl. Look...” And with that she pushed her dress down as far as it would go, until it draped over his thighs. Then she leaned back against the table and said, “See? Bad little girl. I’ve. I'm a stripper. That's all I know..."So that was it. She was a stripper. That explained the amazing body."What were you going to do if you had succeeded in keeping the compound?"She looked down again. "I dunno. Fuck. I was going to get dressed and shower. I was gonna sleep in a bed. I don't know ... I wanted to come back to your camp, I'd planned on you saying yes ... but you said no. I didn't know what else to do."I looked around at the family, who were all watching the byplay between Cinnamon.