I was wondering if you had checked up on anything regarding my,” she stammered and looked away from me. “Eh…my toys?” “I’m sorry but the ...ignal in here is poor,” I informed her as I let her out of my grasp. “You can come up to my room. It’s better in the house,” she said and grabbed my hand. “Is that a good idea? The new guy in your room in the middle of the night?” “Come on, my mom is probably too busy playing with her pussy to notice you and me in my room. It’s only the first door on the. ”“They’re just soldiers,” Okeke said harshly.“They must be the mercenaries that General Mosi warned us about.”“So the old fool hired mercenaries. What a waste of good money. You know they’ll run the first time they catch sight of our army.”“If the tan soldiers are the mercenaries, then they’ve seen us ... and they aren’t running.”Okeke asked, “Where is General Mosi?”“I don’t know. We were supposed to meet up two days ago, but we didn’t make it to the meeting point. I can’t get him on the phone. Five minutes later she was still kissing him, writhing on top of him with her T shirt up above her breasts. She was humping his thigh, since his balls were still uncomfortable. Even so, his kisses weren’t perfunctory. Finally he pushed her up off his chest and looked past her at Julie and Monica.“I thought you were having a slumber party.”“One of the most fun things at a slumber party is sneaking a boy in,” said Monica.“If you’d asked me to sneak in, I would have,” he said, smiling.“Well, I’ve. " Well, one thing and another, my excitement and her persuasion, I said "Okay." In the hoarse whisper she gets when she is really horny, she ordered. "No, beg to eat me, just like I want. Beg real good!" She squeezed again, and I begged plenty. She dropped her pussy on my face and for the next several minutes, I experienced her getting off time and again on my mouth, all the previous cum draining in my face. She seemed to forget about me and my situation, and just rode my face like a cowgirl in.