I will be cheaper just to pick up a car for a day or two while the cruiser is out of commission," I informed him. His suggestion did show that he was ...aking the business seriously.We met with a young woman in her thirties at least. She knew graphic design and was even familiar with the cruiser. She pulled up a computer graphic to demonstrate different designs. I picked one that was bold with striking color combination. Also one with large lettering and a phone number that seemed almost 3D on. Dr. Saxena was in his element but so was she. A little flutter of the eyelashes, a little pout here and there, she did just enough for him not to realize that he was getting turned on because she wanted him to. She boldly asked his number at the end of the class so she could schedule the next class with him as the class representative. The next day she texted him that she could not come to class as she was unwell. Dr Saxena was disappointed. He was surprised how he was looking forward to. She was licking the head of his cock, twirling his tongue around it. The cum was dripping down as she was giving it a big slurp. The cum was dripping down her tongue as she was watching the big giant cock head coming straight toward her like a battering ram“That’s it…FUCK these FAT tits….GIVE THEM squeeze. Yea you can do it. That is reward for being a REAL MAN.” Sally Said. She looked up to George with her big blue eyes. He lips looked gorgeous as she was fucked “Yea…that it FUCK…Sally. The result was pure chaos in the cut as many men, including the scout, fell dead or were severely wounded. The officer was shouting conflicting, but unheard, orders lost in the din of battle.Some of the soldiers managed to fire off return shots, but none of them hit an Indian, for a variety of reasons. Much of the return fire was shot blindly, almost reflexively, as the soldiers were too frightened to have much control over their actions. A lot of piss and shit was released by the scared.