Poor little Amy, I was really putting her through her paces. I can only imagine how much her emotions must have been churning.I watched the door inten...ly, waiting for her to emerge. It was a few minutes before she did. Maybe there was a queue, or maybe she needed to give herself a pep talk, I didn't know.As she slowly sneaked out. I could just about make out a piece of pale pink fabric clumped up tightly in one of her fists. Her other hand tugged down the hem of her little dress, I guess in. PSG Simms kept track of his stashes after the unit and its equipment returned to Ft. Bragg. The money in his personal gear and possessions was not discovered by the customs inspection done before leaving the Mideast. He carefully removed those funds from his gear and took them off base to his home. That part of the money was safely hidden in a safe deposit box. He had $150,000.00 in cool cash already and was completely free of detection so far. Now, did he want to go after the remaining funds. I noticed she was touching my leg with hers and would reach over and place her hand on my arm while she talked to me. After her second glass she became quiet. I looked at her and she was staring at me with a look that said “fuck me!” She rubbed my arm and said “what are you thinking?” I said “I think we need a break.” She smiled, got up and moved with me to the couch. As soon as we sat down I put my wine on the end table my arm around her and started kissing her. She became very relaxed while I. "Finish him," Rick ordered. At first Deanne was unsure of what the officer meant, but then quickly figured it out with he aimed the flashlight and Brent's still hard cock. Deanne got down on all fours and took Brent into her mouth again and started sucking him with long, strokes of her mouth. She heard another zipper and felt the weight of Rick behind her and her skirt flipped over her back exposing her ass. When she felt his hard cock at the entrance to her pussy Deanne, stopped sucking Brent.