. change the oil, filter, spark plugs, add windshield washer fluid, charge a battery, tune a radio, clean seat belts.Driving was serious. A car was as...much a weapon as a loaded gun.Mother was NOT in my classes.Mother was having a very difficult time.Mother was one of the Crazy Drivers.Mother was invited to stay an extra week.She did.While she was learning, I was learning how to take care of my passengers as if I were a professional Chauffeur.The school put me through a shooting course...”Don’t. The officers sat in the front row. Officers lead a small troop of six soldiers. They are capable fighters but they mostly perform in piloting, repairing and leading. In the next row, the soldiers, main fighters for the UNSE troops, their training focused on Colossus Exoskeleton Suit wielding, CES for short. Even if expensive, those suits were strong weapons in both close combat and range fights. Lastly, in the last row, the staff, much less numerous."Tsuduru dwellers," Major Park began his. After a succulent dinner of prime rib, roasted potatoes, asparagus, and a delicious red wine, prepared by Sophie’s fantastic cook Sally, we moved to the living room, where more wine was served. Then out of the blue Sophie said, “Bert I understand that you have had a long held desire to fuck me.” The faked shock on my face must of tickled Erica because she had a wry little grin on her face. I was speechless, as Sophie said, “Come on Bert speak up.” I glanced around and saw the amused look on. ..in the same joint, jolting, jagging instance; three bodies, seemingly meshed into one...mine...Jarryn’s fat cock pummelling my slutty hairy pussy tube and Hamish’s rigid stiffy buggering my tender tight arsehole.I realised my body was reacting and moving to their joint competing cock motions. The forceful plying grinding of Jarryn’s hard pecker in my cunt...he was ramming into me...while I was being cock slayed from behind...Hamish was really jabbing and impaling into my barely giving.