I tugged at my skirt again, wishing I could reach into it and rearrange my panties. They were bunched uncomfortably on one side of my pussy, which was...leaking juice all over my thighs. I could smell myself. Maybe he wouldn’t notice. ‘Now.’ ‘Uh…’ Bradford said, trying to think of something to stall with. ‘Right now.’ Diplomatically, I stepped around the fumbling Bradford and onto the sidewalk. It was better to get my ass chewed in public than have Bradford’s cock verify the major’s suspicions.. It was, in essence, a small rocket launcher. We had eleven of them, but Raymond wasn't confident enough that anyone could be trained to use the weapon effectively in a dry-firing situation like ours. His plan was to use the weapon himself, with Roald's assistance, firing from the roof of Brooke. "What I hear, this is a pretty good weapon -- even against a tank," Raymond said. "Anyhow, it's the best we've got for that purpose." Raymond had gathered all eleven AT4 launchers, which are just. It was winter so we went to a beach town and got a hotel room with a king size bed and jacuzzi very cheap. The girls brought very few clothes with them, and on the drive down they talked about staying in the room all weekend and just getting room service.They had also put me on a special diet. It was to produce more ejaculate. I was taking L-arginine and L-lysine, zinc, and the Horny Goat Weed. Along with quantity they wanted to better the taste. They banned me from garlic and had me eating a. That was the point of our high. “Now don’t move until I till you to.” I said, getting up on the bed. I was so hot and horny that they was only one thing that I wanted right now and only one way I wanted. I climbed over top of him and straddled his face putting my dripping pussy above him. “Eat me out, and you may cum all you like tonight, whenever you want. If you happen to cum during this that is fine also.” His arms wrapped around thighs as I lowered myself onto his face. For a moment he.