Hood.Training was going on constantly. Tanks had to be manned, and maintenance performed. All in all Ft. Hood had come alive and blossomed under the g...neral.The special project of getting the new white house built for the president was underway and would be completed to a degree that he and his family could move in soon. Strict security was in place around the perimeter of the base. Patriot missile batteries were everywhere. It was doubtful a bird could fly anywhere near the base without it. " Camille smiled and walked back to the wedding party, most of whom were again nude or mostly so. I noticed Camille paying particularly close attention, hands on attention, to the Garibaldi sisters. Where that might be leading was between Marie Channahon and Camille, although neither of the girls seemed too upset by the petting caresses they were receiving.BANQUETING AT THE RECEPTIONIt was short notice, but I was pleased when Camille called me four days before the Margaret Channahon wedding to. She inhaled as much of my cock as she could as my balls tightened giving her warning to back off a little which she did. As my cannon fired round after round of my thick gooey ammunition down her throat her eyes stayed locked on mine. She swallowed every last drop and then stood and slid her panties off and turned around.“Fuck me please” she begged“I need your cock in me now, oh please fuck my brains out.”She was currently facing the door, I grabbed her around her tiny waist, picked her up and. ’ I made a face. Despite the sensational smell wafting around me, I didn’t really agree with him. ‘What?’ ‘I like my focal point. I get that you don’t really see it now but I’m hoping that when I paint it, it will become a little more obvious.’ I was staring at his hands. I never noticed before how big and rough they looked. I looked at my paper again, trying to pry my focus somewhere else. ‘You do what you think is best and we’ll see how it turns out.’ When I looked up to look at him, he.