So I tell him, 'We don't have to do this. We can just go park somewhere if you'd rather do that.' I swear; he left skid-marks getting out of there. I ...idn't think those cars could do that."He drove us out to the old Clark Supermarket building over next to the river and parked so we could look out on the water through the cattails. It was so romantic! There were a couple of other cars out there but he stopped far enough away so we wouldn't be disturbed."When he turned the car off, there was this. It was amazing. They honored my request, no demands on their part, that they keep secret what they saw us doing at the Mars station. They secured our gratitude to do it in the future, more up in the attic, more schooling and more advanced techniques with cunnilingus. The enthusiasm was electric although I don’t think they remembered all the first time we, impromptu, held class. But they did seem to remember Hanna.I had an idea and Hanna was the one who gave it to me. “Sarge In Charge of The. “You have fifty-nine tails and five solid shells with which to practice gentlemen, so make them count,” David told them. He left them to collect the practice bombs and return the mortar to the armoury.Returning to his office, David started on the pile of documents Para had left on his desk. Last Post blew as he closed the door to go to his quarters.Over the next eight days David was kept busy getting up to date with the changes that had occurred in the Command and managing the rigorous training. " Holy shit that's so fucking hot," Tina said excitedly. "I love guy/guy shit probably as much as you dig lesbo stuff." I have never told anyone about that," I confessed. I described Terry and told Tina about my one drunken bisexual experience as she alternately stroked my dick and rubber her overheated pussy."Would you do it again? She asked as she stroked my revived dick."Would you do it to him?" She asked. Her fingers were buried in her soaking wet pussy and her breathing was uneven and.