. . and it is starting to ooze some clear liquid at the slit. I began to fantasize about guys out loud as I continued:"When I went to Billy's birthday...party last Saturday, I was wearing this bathing suit, plus the top part of course and the boys were wearing swim trunks. Some of them were . . . bigger than others." Mr. Miller takes a deep breath. "That pink bathing suit looks very good on you, Katie . . . at least the bottoms. But . . . what do you mean when you. He marched right into the stone column from which he came, and faded away."Well, we seem to have a little problem," the Lieutenant began to explain. "My warriors have been charged with protecting these sacred grounds and you have trespassed. What should we do about that?" Charged by whom?" Tristan asked. "And what, or who are you, actually?" I am Lieutenant MacGregor, and I command Second Platoon of Bravo Company, of the First Expeditionary Brigade of Warrior Brownies." Warrior Brownies?". As she rode my hard dick, she asked me if I wanted to know who she was fucking. I asked do I know them. She said no. So I said sure. She told me how she was still fucking her supervisor and his boss. She was afraid if she stopped, it would affect her job and livelihood. She told me she would go into their office and if they were standing, they would bend her over the desk, lift her skirt, pull down her pantyhose and slide their dick into her. If they were sitting down, they would want. This wonderful two-way loop of stimulation went ballistic when the exposed glans touched each other. Our cocks became one throbbing mass and reached the point of no return in no time at all. James and I were gasping for breath as intense pulses rushed along our weapon, and a torrent of spunk shot from its head. While coming down from this high, I French kissed James. Finally, we rolled over onto our sides while still in an embrace and snuggled down for the deep, albeit sticky, sleep of the just.