He had only got half way in before she made him stop last time. But this time maybe the alcohol let her relax enough to enjoy what he was doing to her... That and the magic his fingers were working on her clit. She moaned loudly as he pumped her ass. She knew people had probably figured out what they were doing but didn't care. She pushed her ass back further when she heard a moan. She came again and felt him grab her hips and thrust into her. This time Mike didn't pull out until he completely. Sitting on the edge of the patio unnoticed by most, especially Randy, was an ice cream freezer. It looked like we were in for some homemade ice cream tonight.Our meal was more of a banquet: steaks, kabobs, salad with homemade dressing, fresh veggies and the homemade ice cream. It just didn't get much better, especially when you added the good friends and lovers. I had truly hit life's lotto. Now I had to keep Al Gore and Dick Gephardt (or in this day and age, Obama and Pelosi) from finding out. "We'll have to test the kit somewhere else so the trainees have no idea it exists," she said. "Why don't we have it tested on our own range at home?" Good thinking," agreed David. "Let's get it organised as soon as possible and then we can plan a little ambush for our trainees!"The portable shields were a remarkable combination of Thomas' engineering and Elizabeth's programming. The units were lightweight — no more than three pounds — and the special batteries lasted for up to thirty hours. I'll bet most people would think that Paul is hiding something. Maybe he's got another girlfriend or a wife hidden somewhere. It's been driving me crazy, so I did what most women do. I know it was a terrible violation of his privacy, but I put a private detective on Paul. I had him followed for a month. Paul had no idea. And since the operative who did the following didn't know me, the report was interesting.After a month of paying nearly a third of my salary, the background check reported that.