I moved over to Mr. R and knelt in front of him, took hold of his towel and opened it. I raised up and kissed him, kissed his chest and then the head ...f his cock which was already growing by the time I got to it. I took him into my mouth and he was hard.While I was still down in front of Mr. R, Tim came up behind me and I felt lube being inserted into my asshole. Tim took hold of my shoulders and pulled me up to a standing position in front of where Mr. R was sitting, turned me so my back was. .. she’s happy.The next morning, I awakened to the smell of coffee brewing. The smell brought back memories of home – when I was a boy – drinking coffee with my father before daylight so as to have a few minutes with him before he left for work.I smelled bacon frying before I entered the kitchen. Malena turned to place a tall coffee mug of hot, black coffee on the table. “Good morning, Boss. I have biscuits in the stove and bacon fried. Tell me how you like your eggs and how many.”“Make it. He did say he wanted a family 'do' for his seventieth, but I've already got over a hundred people we can't leave out. Want to help?" Catherine sat down at the table and put her head in her hands. Elizabeth sat opposite, worried now. There were tears in Catherine's eyes."Want to tell, sweetheart? Man trouble?" Catherine had been out on a date last night, so it seemed likely. The girl smiled."Man trouble! Thanks for not saying 'Boy trouble'" She sighed and stiffened, squaring her shoulders and. She was to carry drinking water to the mortar crews. This was actually an important job because of the hard work in the hot sun performed by the loaders. The mortars were spotted on a roof about 150m from the police station, and the FO (Forward Observer) who would adjust the aim and call the shots would be right at the edge of the roof just opposite the target. She would be using a tactical radio to talk to Bob, the commander of the mortars.The riflemen would be spotted opposite doors that the.