And in front of me was Blackie, and Clint was behind me. As soon as it stopped we hopped out, and Di ordered it to go to the Navy dock.And we came und...r immediate fire. Blackie and I charged, as we heard Clint grunt in pain and Di take cover behind a nearby truck. I took several hits, but between Blackie and I we took out the Mafia guys with AK’s that had shot at us. Thankfully Clint had a high pain tolerance, and a high healing factor so he was still good to go. And my new armor was a bit. A terrible rain of slaps lashes my bottom. I claw the cement. I cry for mercy. My body twists, trying to escape. Tears gush. Ouch, ouch, ouch! I'm not ready! The tongue accelerates inside me.Jack! A long, low moan from somewhere deep in me announces my orgasm.The slapping stops. The guy must practice on melons. The warm head moves out from between my legs. I collapse on the cold cement block, sobbing."Aw, that wasn't so bad," a voice croons.I sniffle. My buttocks sizzle as I come down from. Greg didn't object, but seemed to look forward to being with Darleen. If that was the case, then she should not object, but make the most of whatever would come of the night.At the top of the stairs they entered the first door on the right. The room was blue, covered with drapes. Four other couples sat on red pillows on the floor. The men rose as they entered. One by one Peter introduced the newcomers to the special club members. Most of the men were about Martin's age, or a few years younger.. Aubrey used a four-wheeler to move from gate to gate as we drove the horses from one pasture to another and finally into the paddock. She proudly slammed the last gate closed and raised her fist in triumph. Kyle rode by and snatched her up in front of him on Dado. Aubrey screamed and started to hyperventilate, but Kyle kissed her and Dado didn’t move a bit. She settled down.“You want to ride with your girlfriend now?” Kyle laughed as she hugged him tightly.“Really? How?” she asked. I rode up.