"Mac nodded. Mac listened to the sound of Jet's voice. So it was going to be like that, was it. Oh. "Well, if you don't want me to intrude, I can go b...ck to base." Jethro wanted Mac, with them. Wasn't as much what he said as his word choices. And the guilty look on his face. Like it usually is?Maybe he was drawing conclusions where none existed, but he was very unsettled about all of this. "If you sleep with her and disrespect me like that, I can't stay, Jet. There's either an us or there. Once I caught my breath, I stroked my clit again and resumed thrusting with my fingers. As wet and excited as I was, my juices were running down my crack and down my hand, my third finger slipped in between the other two without too much resistance. I gently pushed them in deeper, and started thrusting again. I had to stop after a minute as I couldn’t wait for my toy any longer.My hand was so wet and I was quivering so much that I nearly dropped my big purple butt plug several times as I dipped. ”“Yes Sir. I’m sorry Sir.”“What is the history between the two of you?”As she begins to tell her story, my hands reach for hers. My hands guide hers to her thighs, making it obvious where she should hold her legs steady. “It was New Year’s Eve a few years back. Our families were celebrating together. The kids went to bed and the adults were still drinking. That Katy Perry song came on and I looked at Lori and asked if she had ever kissed a girl and liked it. She said ‘Maybe’ with a smile on her. The last pile was stuff that none of us wanted. This pile was the smallest and it included mostly the blood clothing of the men that I'd killed that couldn't be salvaged and Barak's furniture. While the furniture was impressive and functional, it required animals to drag it about and it was impractical for people moving about on foot.With the separating of the goods taken care of and much of the day still with us, I decided to take the men out hunting for some fresh meat. I took my longbow and.