I also want your pilot to go back and get loaded with the bottles of water from the bus I have there. Tell him to tell the others to stay away unless ...hey speak fluent Spanish. If they can, then have them hitch a ride with the water and come in." You got it, Stinger. Man, this is just like old times isn't it?" Will you get your war mongering ass busy? I don't have time for this shit right now."He laughed and went to his pilot and talked for a few minutes, then went to his men. I watched as they. I picked it up slowly and stared at it as if compelled to do so. She was standing against the backdrop of hideous green floral wallpaper. Her pose was slightly askew, her right shoulder pushing forward. Her hands were in front of her stomach, as if she was fighting an instinct to cover her breasts. Her skin was pale with random blemishes. Her breasts were each the size that would fill a man’s hand with nipples somewhat off-center. The photo ended at her upper thighs, just below a thick V of. I put my mouth on his cock, the smell, taste, and feel of his cock in my mouth made me even wetter. Then I felt Jeff's tounge on my pussy, I thought I was going to go thru the roof. After about two seconds I pushed Jeff away and told him to fuck me. I rolled onto my back and Jeff got on top and pushed his cock into me. As soon as he had it in me all the way we both sat there and enjoyed the feel. That hard cock deep in my pussy was the greatest felling , and Jeff said the same about being. "Everyone's been trying to get you to do that for years. Why are you suddenly willing to perform in public?" It's hard to explain, but I've lost my shyness over the past few months. I think it's at least partly because of the confidence I've gained being with Steve. He makes everything seem easy and he puts things in perspective. After the attack, most things don't seem all that scary. The worst that'll happen is that I get laughed off the stage. Hopefully, no one will die from my singing.".