Strangely, I was never bullied because I always seemed to have one or other male or female protector, who served as my guardian angels.The second part...of the background I need to explain, concerned Alexandre Naudé.When my dad was employed by Alexandre Naudé as his farm foreman, I shortly found myself in the service of his wife, as a houseboy.The main reason for this was that Mr. Naudé had a terrible reputation, as a horny individual who simply couldn’t keep his zipper closed. Over the preceding. Tracks turning in opposite directions, the Rhinos spun on their axes and headed back the way they had come.Carlos adopted his usual position in the patrol without command as the squad walked along either side of the road, allowing time for muscles to warm up and eyesight and hearing to adjust to the new environment.Carlos let his gaze wander over the rubble piles, not focusing on any particular point. Like most of the veterans he relied on his subconscious to filter through the streams of data. Andy’s right hand was actually grazing my left shoulder s he stroked his cock. ‘Hey’ he said, ‘what’re you using for lube? I don’t wanna get sore.’ ‘Precum’ I answered. ‘I’m leaking like a faucet.’ ‘I’m tapped out.’ he said, ‘Pam drained me but good. You got anything slippery in here?’ ‘There’s grease in my room,’ I said, ‘but here…’ I reached over and grabbed the base of Andy’s cock with my left hand and guided it into my mouth as I continued to jerk off. I swirled my tongue around the head. But this time the object of her attention was our new friend and lover Sara. Sidney sat up and pushed Sara down onto the bed. Spreading Saras legs apart my loving wife positioned herself between them and began to return the pleasure. She placed her hands in position to hold Saras moist lips slightly apart. Beginning low, she licked upwardly and stopped just under the top of Saras slit. I had a great view of Saras completely bald mound as my wife, for the first time, darted her tongue between.