Aside from our fire team, nearly everyone else started taking the rebel’s grav sleds outside. One fire team stayed cloaked aloft about half a klick ...bove the entrance, watching for any outside trouble headed towards our position.With everyone else assigned jobs, we started into the tunnel. The top of the tunnel was nearly three meters high, but the cross braces were nearly thirty cm thick. I noted tool marks showing that every beam in the tunnel had been hand hewn, not cut with saws. Several of. Again I stroked her nipples, “Well I’ll take full responsibility” I said “And I’ll take a full breast into my mouth” as I leant forward and did just that. Ann thrust her chest forward more, forcing more than a mouthful into my mouth. I had to pull back a bit. She breathed deeply as I toyed with her boobs and nipples. “Shall we continue this upstairs?” she asked. If we are going upstairs then there is probably more than just boob fondling, I thought to myself. Ann rose up, dropping her gown to. “Now, take my cock into your mouth and clean it, slut.”With her eyes still closed, and a happy expression on her face, she opened her mouth wide, and hungrily took my cock into her.Her mouth was hot and soft, and her tongue hotter still. She slowly started licking underneath my cock, then back along one side to the tip, reverently drew her tongue all around the head, then back to the tip. She withdrew her mouth, licked her lips, then kissed the tip, then opened again, and went down on my cock,. We talked about geekery and I listened to the anticipation ramp up in her voice as we talked about the concert to come. Then it was mere steps to the venue, an old meeting hall turned into a waypoint for the more eclectic acts passing through town. It was small and tight, like a dance hall, almost claustrophobic compared to the arts center downtown. Inside you felt the crowd and the band. And you felt the heat quick. But this was rock and roll. Well, the rockin’ swing and ska of the Cherry.