His suit weapons fired in return, hitting the enemy position an instant after his attacker pulled back. He slipped forward a few metres, then another,...and his suit was hammered by weapon fire. The shot was so accurate that the suit computer tagged him as "killed" and went dormant."Shit, shit! Why did it have to happen just as we were ready to sweep the enemy up?" he thought. As his suit closed down he glimpsed his opponent, buried in the lunar dust with just the tip of his weapon visible.The. He could not seem to find the proper middle ground to occupy."Damn," he said, as hour number three rolled around. This was frustrating. He was a decent enough speechwriter — he generally wrote all of his own speeches — but for something of this magnitude, when the course of an entire people lay in the balance, he needed someone a little better at carving with words. He needed someone like... well... someone like Laura Whiting. Unfortunately, Laura really had no equal.He computer terminal. I could hear the female on my face moaning and groaning with pleasure as she worked her hips back & forth, rubbing herself on my mouth lips & tongue, her juices flowing into my mouth for me to drink down, I placed my hands on the thighs either side of my head the skin felt so warm and soft. I felt my legs being raised up then the wetness of a tongue teasing my sore ass, the tongue circled my anal ring then would push gently against my bud before licking along from ass to balls, my cock being. I sat up suddenly opening my eyes apologising as i did. I tried to explain that i had brought his pen for him and he went from a smile to a laugh. Putting his finger to my lip in a gesture of silence he said "its ok, i could see you were tired so i let you sleep" he spoke softly at the same time pointing to the clock on the wall i had been asleep for ages, i had knocked off at 1800 hours and it was now nearly midnight. I know i talk in my sleep so have always avoided sleeping around others, i.