I think all his friends were killed.”“Wow, he must have a lot of medals,” Kim exclaims.“Actually of the three, he has the least. Medals requir... an officer to witness what happened. Grandpa worked alone. He only has his theatre of operation medal.”“His what,” Carol asks.“It’s a medal given to indicate which war zone you were in. You only get it if you were in the war zone for more than four months. I got a funny theatre op medal, one time. It’s called the General Service Medal. I did a tour, but. He wasn't sure that she could do both. He'd had several lovers who couldn't keep blowing him when his touches and kisses and fingerings began to make them hot and they felt an orgasm coming on. He didn't know what Susie was capable of.Tom settled onto his back, and helped Susie flip around so her head was near his cock and her hot sexy pussy with his cum leaking from the cunt lips was over his face. He reached up and began caressing her hot rounded asscheeks and also began playing with her wet. Finally we were able to stop laughing, stare him in the eyes and shake our heads. After that we started laughing again. He just shook his head and tucked us in the back of the squad car. He looked at us in the rear view mirror. "The FBI is now closed. I'll drop you off in the morning but you'll have to spend the night in our jail." He then addressed Sarah, "Don't worry, I'll make sure that he gets the lumpy cot.EpilogueIt was 1991 when a naval reserve aircraft off the Atlantic coast had a. I still had plenty of light to see anything that happened. She reached behind her back, unzipping her silky, black dress and let it fall to the carpet, letting me see her see-through bra, a very small pair of bikini panties, and black, sheer silk stockings. She took off her bra. She had small, sagging, wrinkled tits with tiny, wrinckled nipples. My dick went almost vertical. I quickly undressed myself as I watched her. Her eyes were firmly fixed on my rigid prick. I could see that she was.