!God, I'm hot! Carol mentally gasped, aware that her fingers had gently spread open the flushed lips of her desire-filled cunt, two of them slithering...wetly into the seething, moist crevice between. Hedonistically, they stroked through the smooth fluid flesh, one skillfully caressing the tiny bud of her erect clitoris, transmitting frenzied little shocks of intensive sensation to her passion-whetted brain. Oooohhh... if only I had Jean's husband, Mark's cock in my mouth right now! God, I'd suck. I’ll make cornbread and tortillas while you continue to read. I can hear you and keep an eye on the television at the same time. Fill yourselves plates if you’re hungry. There’s still tortillas and makings for a breakfast burrito.”“Anything happening?” Ramie asked her lover.“She hasn’t moved in two hours, but no one is willing to go approach her. They’ve gone on with regular insipid programming, but have her in a split screen box in the corner with a ribbon crawling across the bottom every five. "Last night, before we fucked, I told some people that Mark and I were hooking up," she said."Who? What did they say?" My dick was fully hard now."You were taking shots with Rachel. Mark and I were talking to Ryan, Kevin, the other Rachel, pretty much everyone at the party. They asked me about you. I said you and I were just friends. I pretended like you didn't know about it. I told them that if you do find out that you'll have to be okay with it because we are just friends. Then I told them. Of course, now that we knew there might be others, we were slower.Those were the only two. We saw and intercepted a Humvee that we learned was on its way to relieve the sentry posts. We tied them up and Bennie called Poppa Jack.He said, "Jack, this is Bennie with Ted. We have taken out the posts all the way to I-20 in downtown Atlanta. We also intercepted a Humvee on its way to relieve two of the captured posts. It's time to get some serious people on the road. The Triple-A's are going to.