He was barely clear of the runway since he was last after all the later-model, high-speed fighters that had been given preference, and was just past 2...00 feet as he began his turn toward his assigned area. As he continued his climb, one of the alien Paladins dove past him at enormous speed. Because of its shields, it had not appeared on his radar until it was almost upon him.Nevertheless, one of the Paladin gunners fired at him as they dived at the base. His A10 shook and seemed to stagger in. "Then going she inserted her tongue in Mary's cunt hole and commenced to tongue fuck her while Mr. Singh continued to fuck Anita."OH ANITA, YOUR TONGUE FEELS SOOO LOVELY," Mary moaned.Encouraged by Mary's moaning Anita tongue fucked her with new vigor."Y... HES ANITA THAT IS THE WAY. SHOVE YOUR TONGUE AS DEEP INSIDE AS YOU CAN. Y... HESSS. OH GOD I AMMM COOMMMMIIINNNNGG," Mary screamed and released her love juice in Anita's mouth."Anita, are you ready to cum?" Mr. Singh asked.Anita shook her. " Old Mister M is a randy devil, and over the years I worked there I've had nearly as much cock from him as from the Royal Lancers ... and he's bloody good for his age." She disengaged her naked body from mine and got out of the rumpled bed. "Anyway you don't have a table, or the models soldiers, to play war games. Fighting those battles really turns me on ... if I thought my lancer boys could grasp the subtleties of table top gaming I would put it on their curriculum. But as soon as they get. The obese gentleman spoke. "It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Mr. Phillips. I'm James Milton, President of this bank. So good of you to grace our establishment with your presence. Won't you come back to my office for a chat? Oh, and by the way, this gentleman is Mr. Dave Shilling, the Mayor of our fair city." Waite shook hands with the banker and the politician as they went back to the banker's office. Mr. Milton continued once in the office and seated," I sent a wire to the head.