“We have concerns. One has to do with how we communicate. A solution will take some thought, but we should be able to find a workable solution.”�...We think we understand your concerns as communications during fleet operations are often an issue due to distance. The use of Standard formations has helped. Joint tactical exercises have also helped.”Keriann said, “Another concern is whether our knowledge of tactics and their implementation is sufficient for us to take the lead you are suggesting.”“If. . Oh good.” Gordon squealed with concern, the sound muffled by his gag. “Yes. As we thought. Why don’t you come down and join us?”Gordon, whose concern had now given way to fear, tried feverishly to free himself but without success.He stopped his struggles with the arrival of Cerys. As she stepped into the room, his gagged grunting stopped as well and he turned his head towards her as far as his collar and neck chain would allow. Cerys looked as though she had just come from her office, wearing. "Come clean me up." He's sitting on the easy chair I used to use for night time reading. He has one leg out straight, the other one up over the arm of the chair. It's unusual for one of them to do this and I always dread it. Usually, they're happy to have me suck their cum out of my wife's pussy, but once in a while, it's this. It's horrible and is usually a prelude to something else. I never know what and it frightens me.I get off the bed and walk toward Tyrel. I look at my wife and see that. His neon pink, girly shorts become romantically excited,,,. by swingingto and fro - still in the grasp of confident black manicured hands.Pumping ass cheeks in agreement to Filly's skirted, tent-like maleerection >from behind as the rest of us watch."You Got your tongue pierced." Joan Davies remarks to dancing ass,ponytail blondie almost in accusal."PET darling." BLondie boy's strong-arm black mistress coos. "Open thatlovely mouth of yours wide so our friends can see. That wonderful.