" I looked it up a while back," I replied. "It's apparently Irish, shortfrom 'O'Hanley'. Means 'beauty' or 'grace'." So it DOES reflect who you are, t...en," Ophelia whispered, bringinganother tear to my eye."...Drink your tea, your taxi will be here soon," I mumbled. Mereminutes later, the taxi arrived, and I made sure to escort my still-black clad friend to the car, just to make sure that she was okay."Jacinta," Ophelia said as she suddenly looked up. "What is that?" ...It's the sky," I. The old sergeant was down, the sergeant and corporal were hit and screaming on the ground and the other private was on his back staring straight up with half his head missing. I keyed my company radio, “This is Pendragon at the forward combat ammo supply bunker. We are under attack with four men down.”I brought my rifle up and stepped out, I walked towards the corporal as I started shooting. This time I was more prepared then before, I had switched my basic ammo aboard ship to armor. Here they rested, kneading the buttocks from below, fingers nearly touching pussy and butt hole.I parted my lips, running my flat tongue up her slit – bottom to top, parting the lips and just brushing the clit at the juncture of inner and outer lips. She moaned and bent her knees slightly to get me to apply more pressure. This I did. Pressing my upper lip onto the clit, whilst my tongue (still flat at this time) started running up her slit in long firm strokes. She bucked and moaned and I. I grabbedher ass to get my prick deeper in her hot cunt.Kristina responded with a blissful moan, wrapping herathletic legs tightly around my waist. Her hair spreadout underneath her and our fluids soaking her parents’couch beneath us.Her hot cunt felt so good on my stabbing cock.“Fuck! Kristi you feel so damn good on my cock. Yourpussy is so hot, you slutty bitch!” I gasped to her.Kristi responded by bucking up to me harder, trying topull me deeper in her pussy.“Yes,.