8 Peter 2 was our assigned handle for the mission."8 Peter 2 Actual," I answered."8 Peter 2, this is 8 Peter Sigma." That was our boss for this missio.... "What took so long?" Well, Sigma, between the hammerhead, the unconscious man, and checking out all five of the supports, we just decided to take a leisurely swim. Which way we swimming to get out?" 8 Peter 2, you weren't supposed to check out all the supports."Fucking REMF Intel officer screwed up the brief."Sigma, the mission brief didn't say. Jo could tell why: Marge’s cousin and Velma were from two different worlds. One could see Millie doing church work, singing in the choir, or helping pass the collection plate. Velma belonged in a strip show. And it didn’t take much to get Velma to strip, or at least to take off her blouse and exhibit those store-bought breasts of hers.“Size isn’t all that matters,” Marge said to Velma one morning after she had done just that. “Jo has extremely beautiful breasts and they’re quite small.”Jo. First they were on her shoulders, and then on her stomach, and then on her back, and then on her ass, and then on her thighs, and then back on her ass. Beatrice's finger was reaming her asshole and then it was probing deep inside.Vicky liked having Beatrice's finger in her asshole. She liked the way Beatrice worked it in and out of her asshole. It sent shivers all through her. She could hardly wait for Beatrice to eat out her cunt. That would probably be like no one else had ever done it. Maybe. As I my gaze went down I found that she was completely bare above her pussy and it was a nice pink color and already glistening. She bent down on all fours and crawled over me and stopped when her pussy was just over my face but I could not reach without sitting up. She motioned for John to come down to our level, but not before he took off his clothes and I could see his full 8 inch cock bobbing up and down as he got close. “Now this man is going to fuck your Mistress while you lick my clit.