We decided that we were going to have to show ourselves if we were going to get any reaction from the locals. We combined that with a recon that took ...s to an altitude of 750 feet. We spotted some motion at the far side of the complex, so we took out at our maximum speed in that direction. It took us only 37 seconds to get there, but whoever it was had already disappeared. That left us with only one conclusion: whoever is was had gone underground.We did a careful examination of the immediate. Using both on my tits, arse and inner thighs. Ice and burns, almost like wax and ice, but John had almost accidentally started giving me tiny burns with his cigarette end. Neither I nor my husband smokes but John did and one session in the summer, he had accidentally flicked the red hot ash onto my nipple, that he was fucking me hard at the time, was almost irrelevant, but it stung – a lot!. He must have seen some look in my eyes, because as he thrust me close to my climax, he slowly drew on. He panted to catch his breath, with his face blushing bright red with intense embarrassment.He had been bouncing up and down on his butt cheeks on the floor. His butt was now very sore. But the most embarrassing part for James was that he had been fed 35 Indian cocks as Garima watched and laughed.His throat was so hardcore fucked that he saw stars and forgot his name. It was an incredibly intense, brutal, deep-throat blow-jobbing. James proved, once again, that he is the slutty cock-whore of. “I love you so much, Em,” Brent said. His body was pressed hard against hers.Emma pushed away and put her hands on either side of his face.“I love you too, Brent,” she said before leaning in to kiss him.Jess was the first to start applauding and whistling. Liz and Mike joined in a shortly thereafter. I, unfortunately, had a cum soaked paper towel in one hand and a spray bottle in the other.“Woohoo!” I called out in lieu of clapping.Emma leaned back, then looked down. Brent’s softening cock had.