He had always hated traveling.1706.He liked it at home. He liked his office. He liked his car. He liked his family close to him. He liked having sex w...th his wife in the middle of the morning, or afternoon, or whenever the mood struck them.1710.1712.Commuting was bad enough. On the rare day when he had to leave his home office, he did his best to avoid rush hour. Finding himself in the middle of the slow-moving herd of sheep that clogged the arteries of the cities around his home for two hours. It was more probable they had not been able to master the art of indirect fire that would insure the safety of the batteries providing their position was not known to the enemy. Then again, it might have been the best solution to employing the canon because the thick smoke from indiscriminate firing was already partially obscuring the huge battlefield making it difficult to pick out targets at even short distances of five hundred meters.Of course, five hundred meters was a bit too far for. Pam alternated this deep throating action with tongue baths on my balls and asshole. It was incredible. As hot as Wendy had been the night before, Pam was on fire."Oh Jim, I've got to have you inside me," said Pam as she straddled my cock and impaled herself on it. She shuddered as my length disappeared into her womb. Pam began to ride my shaft with wild abandon. Her hard breathing was punctuated by heavy intakes of air accompanied by high pitched sounds. "Ohh, your cock feels so good. Well she wasn’t here and Sarah needed bringing back under control. Sam noticed Matt lurking in the door way. And in his mind Sarah was acting up in some way to show off to Matt. ?Matt come in sit down, Sarah’s been showing off to you this evening and its about time she was brought back down to earth? Matt sat on the sofa opposite Sam wondering what’s going to happen. He was regretting giving Sarah the lager as she’d loosened up more that he liked – she had a mouth like a sewer swearing at her.