Just prior to graduating from the intensive training program, he’d been given one last assignment off the cold, wet beaches of Coronado, California....Their team was testing some new equipment and was diving in 75 feet of water. His partner, a kid named Rolf Amoundson, (it was Amoundson who gave him the nick-name Dutch as a means of demonstrating that they were brothers.) was the first to have his test equipment fail. Amoundson’s air-valve stuck, and Dutch wasted precious seconds trying to get it. Jennifer was now busy running and dodging further lightning attacks. She had summoned her pom-poms, and whenever she could she attacked with, “Fighting Spirit Fiery Burst!” However, the Tsarina was able to electrically extinguish all incoming fireballs, and responded with more bolts of her own. A shock went through Jennifer’s body as one connected, and she fell to the ground. She got back up and got moving again, but it wasn’t long before another hit sent her flying. It felt like the Tsarina. His questions were hints, she knew that much but oblivious to the extent of what those hints meant. She simply indulged in every step, the sensation of his warm hand against the bare flesh of her ass was a tender beginning. A loud crack with an instant sting caused her to loudly gasp with surprise. Her eyes were wide behind the blindfold, felt the lingering sting against her ass. Her head snapped to the right but nothing could be seen but she heard a definite amused chuckle come from him. . I moved closer to her mouth and she started sucking madly. She put her tongue out and licked it as if a dripping kulfi, that was hot to see. The view for me was awesome, those milky white skinned melons!! Oh my, I was getting harder seeing those melons and the sound of her slurping on my cock was awesome and I couldn’t control my tempt and when she tried deep throating, my cock tip touched the end of her throat, what a warm feel, and she started blowing along with shaking my cock, couldn’t hold.