" she moaned tiredly, but satisfied, and I mused her from behind. My shaft was aching with anticipation, but I still wanted to give her what she wante.... "W-we're... not done yet," she admitted with a quiet stutter."I'm going to get you ready first, alright? Tell me if it hurts, don't force yourself into liking it," I told her, fondling her buttocks softly with my hands. She nodded, trying to catch her breath and closed her eyes. I looked down at her anus, musing how soft it was and touched it.. There was a suck-a-thon going on. I liked making love but this was fun too. I just wiggled in until I found something that looked tasty. Somebody else found something they liked too.In half an hour I was behind Betts and working slowly. She was still in a bit of pain and for this reason I was going slow. I worked much faster on the rest and didn't forsake June. Our tent was not loud because the screams were muffled by pussy. All the ladies were happy before I went to sleep.Mom was up early and. There was another lid for the other side. I reached over and opened the other side. There was another bin and this one was half filled with crushed ice. There was a pusher with a handle on it in this bin that was obviously used to feed ice into the chute on the other side. I quickly filled my bowl and then gleefully spent a couple of minutes pressing scoops of ice cubes through the chute of the crusher."My ice maker was more awesome than I knew," I joked as I walked back out to the kitchen with. ‘‘The front seat shoots to the front of the convoy and the rear seat towards the rear of the convoy. On three, one, two three,’’ I said.Ziva, Abra, Farah and the Secret Service all had MP5s with thirty round magazines and I had my Glock with four thirteen round magazines. Out the doors we went.The terrorists were just four vehicles away of what had been a twelve vehicle convoy. There were six on my side - I went out the right rear door behind Abra. We were shooting to the rear. Ziva and Farah.