"Come on, Shiplett," Lievano said.Lenore sat up, intently. Artesano motioned she could follow, with a flick of the eyes. Lenore shot Lieutenant Rudolf... a quick glance across the room, and he gave her a pained look, but nodded.Artesano dropped back from where Lievano was trotting with an already-huffing Shiplett. "We're going to run up to BUD/s," he told her. "When we get there, keep quiet and out of the way. The instructors don't really appreciate interruptions." O-kay," Lenore drew the word. "My eyes were wet and I felt overwhelmed by emotions I had never experienced before. "I don't regret any of it. It won't hurt what we have. And it's so much more beside." I buried my face against his shoulder and made muffled words into his shirt. "I don't know what to say. It was wonderful."He held me, gently stroking my back and shoulders, for several minutes while the world once more reassembled itself - at least partly - around me. The he moved me slightly back and, still holding my. Every woman who was interested was able to find a willing man to scratch her itch, so everybody slept well that night. Black Wolf, as the war chief of the successful battle, was particularly popular that night, but none of the men were slighted.Black Wolf discussed his radical new idea with Morning Mist and convinced her that he had a good plan. Two days later, he brought it up in the council meeting and met a lot more opposition, but was able to convince even the most stubborn nay-sayer by the. I kinda smiled at him. My stranger/cocksucker was going to town and working my cock, ass, balls, and really getting me close. I started to warn him when my orgasm came on me. My head rolled back and I mouthed lots of dirty shit like “suck my cock” and “I’m cumming”. As I came out of it I looked at the picnic table. He was still locked on to my face. As I recovered, I said thanks to my guy and pulled up my pants. I stepped out of the cab and arranged my shit, and walked to the rest room.