Their young would return to the surface in seven years. Looking at the changing foliage the venturesome lass noted that in spite of today's heat there...had been some cold nights in mid-September. As Brenda walked, her mind roamed to the final events that contributed structure to today's foray, as they had occurred within the past two months.The weekend following her encounter with the Old Man's phallic member had been a washout. Her son, Christopher, had gotten himself stranded in another state. She had her own copy in her study.About the time they got too far underground for La Contessa’s tracker to transmit through meters of solid rock above them was when they heard the quick paces of multiple feet approaching down the corridor from behind them.Capitan Gregorio Ortega briskly walked to his Command Center at La Squadra de Ultimados Headquarters at Fort Ernesto. He’d been away from his post for secure meetings two days in a row, and it was too long for him to be away. He couldn’t run. In front to her left set a well-groomed gentleman in a shirt and tie. He had spoken with them as they had walked in and seemed nice. He had agreed to keep an eye out for Jerry – the evil theater manager who would certainly diminish the fun, if not spoil it entirely. In front to her right was a clean cut man in a white polo shirt, and the guy at the end of the row was also clean cut, wearing a tie and glasses. She couldn’t see well behind her – though she was pretty sure one guy was wearing a. But, even though she was sucking the cum out of my dick really well, her eyes were still looking over at the still image on the TV. When I was done cumming, she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and resumed fingering her own pussy faster than ever. A short minute later, she stiffened and let out a sharp moan as she climaxed. Afterward, she casually got up and went to the bathroom and by the time she got back, I had resumed the game and halftime was just ending. She said, Did I miss any.