With the agility of an ox, I managed it on the second try.---"Last count, they're sixteen thousand commercial radio transmitters, give or take, in Nor...h America," Jennifer said as she fiddled with a bank of switches and meters. "Come on baby, you can do it," she whispered and patted the Coast Guard gray metal case housing the vintage relic from the seventies. The thirty pound Yaesu FT-101EE radio was a Craigslist steal, acquired by the Society for a few cents on the dollar. Beautifully. It seemed like an endless stream. I saw stars and may have blacked out for a minute.Carol cried out, "Cunt, fill my cunt, Ahhhhh".Beside the bed, John started to tremble and his knees were shaking. He said, "Fuck, I going to cum all over you."Then sticky splatters shot all over both Carol and me.Once John's cumming stopped, he fell on top of me and squished me onto Carol's cum coated body.Once we settled down and cleaned up, we started to discuss what we had done. We all agreed that we loved. They had to have planned for this contingency. I'll bet Clark can detail chapter and verse about who was contacted from that room, and where they can be expected to converge in what, another two or three hours? Observe and learn, Sergeant. Lt. Clark, the floor is yours." There was no subversion or disrespect intended by any of us, sir." Clark explained. "I couldn't be sure Ms. Nokamura would be able to contact anyone in time to put things together. If things progress as planned, you can expect. Oh, my god, this feels so good, I thought.I went downstairs again. Gabrielle heard me come down and admired me, “Wow, you’re looking hot, dear; now follow me to my room for your makeup.”I followed her into a room which had the atmosphere of a boudoir and was pointed to a low chair in front of a vanity table with a mirror.“Relax, Irene,” Gabrielle said, “I’ll give you the makeover of your dreams.” She put a large towel over the mirror. “I don’t want to spoil the surprise.”She went to work. After.