We were in the cargo gig—immediately behind the passenger seats were two standard one-ton cargo containers and stacked pallets stabilized by cargo n...ts. At the back was a smaller sky jeep."Weapons?" I asked."Some standard personal weapons," Solace said. "A few heavy infantry weapons. Nothing much against an army." I have a manifest," Constance said. "I handle the cargo as well as cook for everybody. And I assist Solace when I have the time." What's back there?" I asked."That's the drive and. I made this a long fuck, and she came several times. Then, my endurance being stretched to the breaking point, Debby clamped her asshole around me, and one final plunge took me over the top. I spewed for what seemed an eternity, and Debby swore she could feel every pulsing jet of my jism coat her entrails.But, still, none of this was all that unusual. I mean, everybody has fucked al fresco on occasion. I remember, shortly before we got married, Debby and I went camping in the mountains. Five. I want to watch you for a bit, while you watch me. Then when you’re ready, I want you to fuck me like that girl on your screen, and tell me all those dirty things.” Alex simply closed his laptop screen. A hot feeling of lust came over him as he began to take over the situation. “Sit down,” he said, motioning to a lounge chair in the corner of the room. Zoe obeyed. “Spread your legs,” he continued. And she did. “Now finger your clit for me while you imagine how fucking good this cock is. Quickly straddling my cock, you guided me inside you and then dropped until you were fully impaled. Placing your hands on either side of my head, you brought those bounteous tits to my mouth and as I suckled the sprays of warm mother’s milk, you rocked back and forth on my cock. As you did, your clit was rubbing against my pubic bone and it was creating another flood of cum to spray froth from your pussy, covering my imbedded cock, and most of my stomach and our joined legs. I pulled a pillow.