Like, maybe, thirty or forty minutes? He looked me up and down, uncertain. “She’ll flash you,” I said, pointing over to Tracy and her gigantic b...obs. “En serio?” he asked. “Si.” Triumphant, I walked back over to my friends and told them that he’d agreed to let the boats stay in the tunnel for the next half hour or so. It would be a memorable Christmas, indeed. “Wow, you go girl!” Tracy exclaimed. “How did you manage to convince him?” “I’ll tell you once the ride’s over.” And I couldn’t wait to. I quickly walk over to Sophie’s large cherry wood desk and spread myself on it, making sure to take off my panties before I set them on the desk. Sophie places my legs on her shoulders and rolls her chair closer to me. Even though I know that I shouldn't be nervous, I am; I secretly hope that my neatly trimmed pubic hair doesn’t repel her. Instead of being disgusted, though, she seems genuinely delighted."I love it when a beautiful woman grows her pubic hair," she excitedly says. "It's so. "Morning, Bob. What have you got?" the General asked."Morning, sir," Bob, the Provost Marshal, said. "My people have been all over the site. There were fingerprints galore; some torn female clothing; a mattress and cot, and a cooler with beer and cola in it. We did find the partly empty cola can that you mentioned. It went to the lab for analysis; it's not back yet. They also took a bunch of crime scene photos. Hopefully we can get a match on all the prints today or tomorrow." Good work, Bob.". After she was well lubricated by Sarah's tongue job, I entered Brittany's pussy little by little until I reached her hymen. I then pushed with all my might, and she screamed in a mixture of pleasure and pain. I kept inching in until I was in to the hilt. I held it there for a couple of minutes so she could adjust to it. She then flipped us over so she could be on top again.Sarah positioned her pussy over my face so I could tongue it and suck her clit. Brittany was bouncing her tight pussy on my.