Farley and Jubal were dressed in western garb also and as usual, they were arguing about who looked better. Saul and Paul were just grinning at them a...d shaking their heads at the comments flying back and forth.When I stepped out, Jubal looked at me and turned to Farley and said; "See, I told you he was trying to turn us into some kind of dude or something. We look like out of place cowboys. I am never gonna live it down if anyone takes a picture of me lookin' like this!" Oh shut up, Jubal. I. Pete grasped her hips and began fucking her while two cocks were taping at her cheeks for attention. By now she wasn’t so concerned who cock she was sucking on, she just needed more cock.Pete leaned over her body, roughly fondling her tits. Donna glanced up, realizing she was sucking on Eddy and Ken. This time, Donna wanted cum down her throat and told them so. Pete fucked his cum into her, and she could feel the trickle of his cum running down her inner legs.Once he pulled out, she went to her. They were calling for our surrender, not that they could take us prisoner unless they flew the ship out. The stupid ship captain and the regiment commander were negotiating the surrender when I used my magic and called them with an idea they approved.It was not mine, it was my platoon sergeant's. We used our armored suits and linked the squads together before going out the airlock. I used long range glasses to find the other ship before we used grav shrouds to cross to it. We split into teams. A pair of sexy red strappies with four-inch chrome heels and dazzling gold earrings dripping with diamonds completed the outfit. Surveying herself in the mirror she decided she looked good enough to eat. She had the figure of a goddess and the face of an angel. Her long, auburn hair hung in riotous curls to her firm buttocks. She smiled at the reflection and almost felt sorry for the poor son-of-a-bitch. He didn't stand a chance.It took a mere twenty minutes to drive to his place. She gave her.