We were sitting around in our bunker shooting the shit one day when some yo-yo thought he would play a joke on us. He stuck his head through the door ...nd yelled, "BANG! YOU'RE DEAD!" and pulled the trigger on his grenade launcher. The damn fool must have thought that it was empty, but a grenade came flying out and buried itself in the dirt wall on the opposite side of the bunker. Luckily for us, it didn't fly far enough to arm, but just stuck there buried in the wall as if it was waiting for us. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," her cousin was chanting. "Soon, lover, soon. Lick me a little longer!" Wayne stuck his long tongue into the mass of curly hair between her thighs. Cheri gasped at the touch of it, then wailed ecstatically as his long, darting tongue struck deep into the already wet cavity between her plump pussy- lips. Her fingers urged him on. She hugged and squirmed and panted endearments to him. By shuffling her knees apart, she let his tongue rage into and around her cunt, rasping her. He was too strong for her. He had cornered her at her most vulnerable time. Coming out of a shower, wet and stark naked, wasn't the time she would have expected any sort of sexual assault from him. She had been totally at his mercy--and she had discovered that the team's general manager had no mercy.All Bradford had was lust. And she was the object of that searing, soul-tearing lust.She sobbed and rubbed her snatch where the rough leather strap had chaffed her delicate pussy lips. The girl. He unclipped the snap of his field suppressor and drew it, keeping his hand inside his duster, keeping a strong but loose grip on the handle. The atrium looked normal, no targets sighted. The Hunter moved to the stairway, hint of hunting number seventeen, never trust elevators. Carefully moving around obstructions, he started up the stairs closely watching for guards.Falcon stood outside the doors to the second floor, he saw a familiar looking curve in the web, something beyond the door was.