While we all knew that the information wouldn’t be current for long, it was very helpful in picking out where Anaconda Two would be planted. We drop...ed Second Platoon at Anaconda Two, and then went another four klicks up the road to set up Anaconda Three.Anaconda Three was an old farmhouse in between Route Indigo and the Al Jasri Canal, an offshoot of the Euphrates. The Al Jasri wasn’t much of a canal, but it was too deep to be able to drive across. There was a low wall around the place, and it. ‘I think so,’ Mish replied, obviously relieved. ‘There’s no need to be bashful.’ I unfastened my pants and peeled them off. My skivvies were also quite wet, and offered little in the way of cover. She turned and unlocked the door, then held it open for me. I padded barefoot into the house, feeling like a homeless stray, and acutely aware of Misha’s appraising eyes on my backside. 2 – JUST LIKE HOME The house was comfortable inside, modestly furnished in warm earth tones with tasteful splashes. Over the next, what? Fifteen minuets? Twenty minuets? I can't recall any sense of time. Tara fucked me like that; and I really enjoyed it. A lot, in fact! Though I never did have what you might call an orgasm, or, at least not the sort of orgasm I'd come to associate as an orgasm, I did end up oozing out a surprisingly large amount of not only pre-cum, but sperm as well! There was no sudden burst of intense pleasure like a typical ejaculation. But the entire experience was quite wonderful, just. "Way to go Bob!"You don't have pictures of that do you? Please have pictures!" I do have one of her in the hospital." He holds out the phone again."Gimmee! Gimmee! Gimmee!" I squeal, snatching it from his hand. She islaying there, propped up, head flopped to the side, a metal brace aroundher head, everything below her nose is black and blue. It is not as badas I hoped. Unfortunately, it would be impossible for it to be as bad asI hoped, unless she was dead. I reluctantly pass the phone back to.