"Yes. You're the first Yank to ever come in here and not order a bowl of Lucky fuckin' Charms," she said with contempt.At first, I thought she screwed...up and brought a Coke due to its dark color. But after that lecture I wasn't about to complain since Americans are not renowned for our congeniality throughout the world. I know we aren't as cordial as Canadians, but who is? Sipping the dark brew, the frothy head tickling my nose, I knew immediately it wasn't Coke. Strong on my taste buds. Now I. Shebrushed his hair carefully and held it out to the sides to see whatoptions he had. And then she checked how long it could get in the future.- We're are approaching summer. You need a nice summer hairstyle, Ithink.Then she made a simple bob with bangs. She sprayed his hair with waterand used the blow dryer to create a curve towards her neck. Jack wasspeechless when he saw the result. Because he viewed a 10-year-old cutegirl in the mirror. He couldn't get a word out. I bragged about. She nodded her head and started sucking harder. Her head bobbed back and fourth with a fast pace making me want to shoot my load in her mouth. I wanted to hold off shooting my first load in her cunt, but it was too late. I felt hard spurts of cum bursting out of my cock and into her mouth. I saw her flinch, as she tasted her first shot of sperm. But she managed to swig it all down. I left my cock in her mouth making sure she got all the cum drops down her throat. My cock still didn’t soften. I. On the forward bulkhead of the Leopard drop deck was some Marine artwork. It showed a Confederacy Marine blowing a huge hole in a stylized hybrid between an H.R. Giger ‘Alien’ and a Sa’arm. The Marine was saying, “It’s game over when I fuckin’ SAY it’s game over!” It turns out that the entire battalion were big fans of the second movie in the franchise.One twist on the training exercise that I hadn’t anticipated (and nobody choose to tell me) was the presence of Sa’arm. Their virtual presence,.