Gordon?” The words croaked out, as though his voice hadn’t changed. “I want you to come in, Jack. Take off your shoes.” And your shorts, she ...hought, but didn’t say it. Suddenly the boy came to life. He bent to untie his work shoes, yanked them off one after another as he danced on one foot at a time, and then he practically fell into the water. Watching the awkward plunge into shallow water, Holly was concerned for his safety. Her heart skipped a beat before he rolled to the surface and swam. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back and first spit in her mouth then kissed her. His tongue went deep in her mouth and he could taste his cum on her tongue. He then pushed two fingers in her mouth to suck as he grabbed a nipple and pinched and twisted it. As she sucked his fingers he ass fucked her and played with her big jugs. He pulled the fingers from her mouth and and shoved them in her cunt and now fucked both holes harder and harder. He fucked her over an hour then filled. I say I don’t believe you and that you better pull over now. You pull over and get out of the car. I jump out of my car and place my hand on my weapon and shout. “Put your hands on the hood of your car.” You can see how my uniform is stretched around my hard muscles. I see how you look at my big chest, my hard-muscular forearms with veins all over them and I smile because I know you are hot for me. Then I repeat.“Keep your hands down, turn around and put your hands on the hood of your car.” I. The men that had been hurt in OK had all been released from the hospital. The DHS and FBI had interviewed all the JBG men Ching Lee and Vicky had on duty there for the attack.Many would be interviewed a second and third time as the feds wrote and rewrote the reports of the event.Monday all of them would be returning home - where ever that happened to be. Ching Lee, Vicky and Paul Drake were coming home Monday.The plane that was going to pick them up was taking new weapons to the Oklahoma.