Oh, well, the armchair generals had to have some input or we would never have gotten the mission.It was near dawn when we dismounted from the trucks, ...nd Emily directed the placement of the camouflage while the trucks waited for dark to return to base. We used the remaining darkness to put as much distance between us and the trucks as possible just in case the trucks were spotted. The trucks had a cover story just in case they were captured. We hoped not because it would mean a rather painful. “What’s that?” I asked quizzically. “You have to answer the same questions and any others I might ask,” she said with a sly grin and slumped back against the door a little. “Fair enough. What’s your name?” I asked as we cross a small bridge. She silently took in a sharp intake of breath and I started noticing some movement on the seat next to me. I didn't turn to look so I assumed it was her wiggling her foot. “Sam, and what’s yours, Mister? Nobody rides for free?” she responded. I could see. Before I could even give it any thought, I reached across her lap, grabbed his wrist and squeezed hard. He glared daggers at me and jerked his hand away. I scooted my chair back in case he wanted to do something physical but it turned out not to be necessary. Anita looked at him with a sweet smile on her face and said in a tone that only the three of us could hear, "Mark, this body belongs to me and the good doctor and nobody else touches it without my express permission. If you ever do that. Its not just the erection, its your potent seed he can't match either. Isn't it M?"M had to admit his inadequacy, but if Jim could give his wife and her friends what they desired, how could he complain."Show Jim through to Claire, M. Make sure he is prepared and help him mount her."M took Jim through to the lounge area. Claire was certainly prepared, she was completely naked already and as Jim entered the room she wiggled her rear at him and straight away bent down over the table and spread her.