Nice to meet you, Mr. Taylor.” That was about it for English for the commander. He was a fourth-generation military and had a degree in Civil Engine...ring. Despite loving it from the beginning, he realized it was a dead-end regarding promotions. But now he’d just been made a very young general by the only man with enough power to do so at a whim.The captain came in just as President Pusin was explaining, “If you can move that mound of gold to Moscow within a month or two, I will promote every. So he pulled his pants down and pushed his cock trough the hole, and by the way his eyes widedn i knew my wife was sucking at his cok right now.and not much later it started banging against the wall, and i could hear my wife cuming, and then he shoot his load trough the hole and i could her my wife say,"oh baby thats a nice load" so my friend pulled his cock out and i could hear the door open at the other side, so i went out of my garage and looked at my wife."baby that was nice, feelt allmost. From the side I heard a deep moan and when I looked over it was clear that Janice was now working at least one finger in and out of her pussy and her shorts had now become a slightly darker tint in the center so I knew that she was wet. I couldn’t believe it, here I was telling them both my most intimate secrets and all of the sexual things that I wanted to do to this young boy and she was masturbating, he was masturbating and he was masturbating me with his soft slender foot. I was so happy. Our system worked well. Ben was in communication with us most of the way. We enjoyed the Gorge of the Columbia from the water. Ben took the old scenic highway and was waving at us from Crown Point when we passed it. At the locks at Bonneville, we had a bit of a wait for some barges coming downstream. Ben came aboard and passed the keys to the van to Rachael, who would drive over the 'Bridge of the Gods' to Stevenson, Washington, and keep in touch by radio until we decided where we'd stop for.