A yell went up. A familiar couple with one hundred Minutemen and women had just transported into the town square. After things settled, there was a lo...d shout, “Is there a promotion?” John Taylor asked in Spanish.Brad and Gloria stepped forward. Brad speaking in English with Gloria translating in Spanish, “Mr. President, we would like to promote Mr. Poncho Bautista to the black lanyard.”“As John placed the black lanyard around Poncho’s neck, “We all have much to learn, this is just one more. "Jeff grinned at Quinton, but went on. "Like we've mentioned before, we particularly need to remain undetected in our surveillance. We surely don't need the aliens sending for additional ships before they attack. Ship says she can take that monster..." I am fully confident," Ship interrupted to say, "but there is no sense in having to fight an armada." How do we know that they haven't already sent for help?" Fred asked, reasonably.Jeff glanced at his friend. "We don't. And that brings up. The walls of her cunt were spasming and contracting, so I couldn't just thrust in until her juices had lubricated our coupling. After what seemed an eternity, I was fully seated and she sat astride me, clenching my dick with her powerful vagina.Then we began to move, slowly at first, then faster and faster. I reached up and fondled her tits which were flopping in circles, squeezing her boobs as she came to her second climax. Her pussy dripped wet, squelching sounds as her fluids oozed and. Man, I heard the club is full, but my girlfriend and I are soooooohot to trot and we would LOOOVE to get in tonight." Of course, ladies" he said. He wondered what the hot girl in thebikini was doing hanging around the grumpy looking woman, but it wasn'treally his business. Mary had several shots of vodka as she watchedSirinya dance with various men. Finally, she couldn't take it, anddragged her stupid, hot, bikini-wearing husband by the elbow out of theclub and had her drive them home.That.