" Sir," I returned, a hand coming up to touch his collar familiarly, his military dress sending chills down my spine. "Don't I know you from someplace..." I said, my voice husky, as I stepped into his space."I would remember meeting a dark angel like you, darlin'. Private Roman. Kris." His hand swooped up and brought my fingers to his lips, and they were like sin brought to life. They caressed my knuckles, his tongue flicking out to taste my skin. Electric shocks rocked my body and I felt myself. Each pair would be dropped in a remote region of the mountains. We would have to travel two thousand kilometers with nothing but what we brought in a single pack each.I had our two man dome tent and Devon had two liners we would use as blankets. We had knives of course but rail or plasma weapons were forbidden. What I had come up with was a short air rifle with a compartment that held one, five hundred round tin of pellets. Devon also had a compact fishing kit and we both had snares and lots of. We don’t mind.”I reached out and touched Bob’s cock. He smiled at me, so I wrapped my fingers around it. It felt hot to my touch. Slowly, I slid my fingers up and down it, enjoying the feel of the rock-hard shaft and the spongy head. Dave resumed stroking his finger in and out of my pussy while he rubbed my clit with his thumb. Groaning, I reached for the other cocks in turn, giving each one a few strokes and marveling at how different they felt from the others. I ended up with my hand on. On her way home, she stopped by the video store to get a movie. The movie she thought about renting was one of Don's favorites - Kelly's Heroes. A good manly war movie, with no ladies. But as she looked at the case, Donna felt a shudder. The thought of watching this movie just seemed so... alien! She quietly placed the case back on the shelf and moved out of the war movie section. She finally settled on Titanic; she and Linda had seen it and Don had enjoyed the action. Donna tried to convince.