Only one large round table for lunch & dinner outside.I have been in the chozen 'douzaine sur le terrace, qui tous fument avant & apres les repas'!---...----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------The memories makes me smile. Many unwritten rules for proper behaviour 'Au Stage de Go':The main rule is that one can't go to bed before the sun has risen again. All between 6 & 78.The 'tableau de la troupe' is at the other side. "OK, tell you what let's do, you go take off your pants and get up on the bed and I'll get some stuff to help it go in easier and be right there. Alright? I guess this is when I began to form the idea that sex alwas had to do with the ass anyhow i ran to the bedroom and did as she said. She came in with a jar of vaseling and set it down on the table beside the bed. Reached under me and got me by the penis and pushed my ass upward. She spread my cheeks an gently blew across my asshole. It might have been fingers, or even a tongue. But, from the building crescendo of groans, cries and “Fuck-Mes” coming from the back I assumed that it was Rinaldi’s rather large cock.Meanwhile, Gage was having no luck trying to get over the transmission hump. So she sat back looking frustrated. Nonetheless, she was still working on Old Lucifer like she was trying to pump the water out of the Titanic.We arrived at the Airport security gate with the loud sounds of a woman getting her brains fucked. I could see that we would have to direct fire to keep our attackers heads down while our side reformed and figured out how to proceed. It was my hope that adding automatic gunfire from an unexpected direction would buy our guys time to escape.It worked, but drew a brutal response from the ship. Once our forward teams were safe, we were suddenly the ones in need of rescue. That was not unexpected, and the agent on my right fired a rocket propelled grenade into the spot where we thought it would.