Nick was a smart man. ********** The door squeaked very slightly, as the big man eased it open. There lay Vickie, sound asleep, wearing a red Santa ha... with matching red lipstick, finger nails, and toe nails….nothing else. Her flawless skin was shining with the moisturizer she had applied, after her shower.“I’m starting with those gorgeous toes,” he thought, “Then I’ll work my way up…..”He loosened the big brass buckle, which held the broad, black belt in place. The red, velvet, pants dropped. " With a low grunt he rammed his cock into my ass, again all the way in, prying me open with his foot-long meat. I felt his fat cockhead deep inside as his hot hand worked my sliming dick, pumping it with the same rough rhythm he was fucking my ass with. I closed my eyes and pushed back hard, meeting every thrust. He fucked me hard and rough for several minutes, until I could hear him panting as loud as I was. "You want my cum inside you?" His hoarse voice echoed in my ear. "You want me to fill. ’‘There was no let up for my now very sensitive and sore pussy as Shaun threw me down on the grubby sofa on my back and pulled me towards the front of the sofa so that my bum was nearly on the edge. He then lifted my legs and pushed them wide apart opening my cunt for his lovely cock yet again. He had a hand on each of my thighs holding my legs open but also pushing them back a little, further opening my hole put also giving him the possibility to drive that eight incher deeper into my well. Whitefeather chased his squad off the runway and into their huts. He stood amidst the confusion, yelling at them to get changed and form up outside, with their C8 carbines. "Meet me outside in four minutes!"When the squad arrived, they found their captain already changed into his Temperate Woodland "CADPAT" camouflage uniform, a P-225 pistol holstered to his web belt and a maroon paratrooper beret perched firmly over his crew cut."Sir," the squad corporal reported, "we need to draw ammunition.