I don’t like it so much. I’d prefer to live here but Michael’s business means he has to be there.”“Some people would give anything to swap w...th you.”Now, I didn’t see anything ambiguous in that but it must have hit the very bullseye of Michael Gordon’s ego-spot because he turned his full gaze on me and said, “I doubt Marta would swap me, even for someone as beautiful as you.”Hattie smiled her perfect smile. “She meant Hollywood, not you, Michael darling.”I offered him my hand and he took it for. ”“Black Horse 210, this is Old Hand. Roger. We copy, and will be ready to meet the visitor. Over,” Broyles sent.“Old Hand, Black Horse 210. Roger. Out.” We had all heard the transmission and were looking at each other.“Is this the courier?” MSG Sorenson asked. “They said a VIP visitor!”“Maybe they sent someone important to pick the stuff up,” Tweed suggested.“I suppose that’s possible, so let’s get ready to meet them,” the Major told us, and he and MSG Sorenson left in a few minutes to greet. Her hand reached out to grab Chris' cock and guided it to theentrance to her vagina. She moaned again as he pushed the head in. Rachelbegan to grind her hips to push Anna's erection deep into her rear, evenas Chris began to thrust in and out of her. They were soon moaning andgroaning, joined together in ecstasy. "Oooh, ooooh, aahh, harder,HARDER!!" yelled Rachel, as she ground her hips into Anna's faster andfaster. Her words spurred Chris to pound faster and faster. Her eyesclosed as she moaned. Andrias came outside to join him, noticing his interest in the boy. “They guard the mountain. If any danger is nearby they change the tune as a warning”.Shaun nodded “How many herd boys are there?”Andrias paused to think, “Normally about nine. Different herds belong to other families. They know we are up here along with the women”.“Do the Germans ever come up here,” Shaun asked.“When they first arrived they couldn’t understand about the lack of young women in the village. They started searching.