Feeling the reverberations of the explosion under their feet, they dropped to their bellies. Bambie watched in horrified fascination, as the fireball ...lew into the cavern with shards of rock that then rained down.The rolling boom, as it was forced from the smaller space into the larger one, shook the cavern. Smaller shocks snaked under them as the fireball died. The sudden blinding brightness had totally screwed their night vision.They all experienced the flash of bright lights on their eyelids. Your cunt, Jenny, has the heady taste of fresh oysters when slurped from their shell. But you know that already. I’ve watched you feasting on them before!”Jennifer grinned as she pushed George onto his back. Curling away from his cock, she was now on her knees. After kissing George passionately, she whispered, “Do I taste like oysters? What a yummy spicing on your tasty meat!” And then, with quick, hungry kisses, Jennifer moved down George’s body until her mouth closed over the purple, covered. Then silence enveloped me, as did the darkness which swallowed my whole being and sleep visited me at last.Early morning finally arrived as the birds sang to awaken me during the dawn. A faint light shone through the red blossoms of the flame tree outside. I woke up disoriented with long lost familiar feelings of warmth beside me and feeling those butterfly kisses every few inches over my warm skin again. Wet lips, together with a hot breath, were kissing my skin.With my brain still sleepy, my. One day, Peter you'll stand here withyour son and you'll be explaining it with the same passion.'There had been Clayton-Reids in the regiment since Waterloo and once Igraduated from the Royal Military Academy at Sandhurst I would becomethe latest in a long line of Second Lieutenant Clayton-Reids to becommissioned into its ranks.Except my actions this evening were going to disqualify me from servingin the British infantry.More laughter froze me - my foot in mid air. Only family was.