There were also underground bunkers under the buildings.The plan now was to come in low and fast over the mountains in two Blackhawk helicopters, with...6 men in each, and me. These were not the Blackhawks you saw on TV. Each was loaded to the teeth with guns and rockets. There would also be two Apache Longbows patrolling the area above. They decided against the F-15's for air support as too visible. Stealth and surprise was everything for this action.These guys planned for everything. The two. Somewhat disappointed because Heather and I were up for a all night fuck-a-thon, we reluctantly agreed and told them to go to sleep because Heather and I were going to stay up a while and talk. The boy's staggered to there tents and settled down in there sleeping bags. Heather and I, still horny, started making out, covering each other with kisses and wild fondling, something we had done many times before. After several minutes we came up with a plan to get some dick. Muffling our laughter like. Patti grinned at her rosy cheeks.“Oh come come Joyce, this is the liberated sixties after all ... and you just wait and see what we’ll be trying on later - I just can’t wait.” Maria’s curt Hispanic smile at the comment, and her finger at her lip telling her not to ask, had Joyce’s cunt tingling once more as she warmed to that liberation. They nestled on the sun lounge verandah in the early evening sun, Lucy attentive in plying them with iced drinks, then standing in the corner in obedience. The. Her lips slowly wrapped around the head of my cock. One hand firmly held my shaft while her other traced butterfly light patterns across my testicles. Soon her fingers ran down the path between my testicles and anus teasing the muscles there before doing small scratches and tickles at my rosebud. One finger felt moist and strange for some reason but despite my curiosity I kept my head tilted back to the ceiling, as she wanted. Only later did I learn she'd put a lubricated condom on one finger..