Mr. #1 just lapped it up!After a minute, the men changed positions. Mr.#2 laid down on his back, Mr. # 1 lifted her up and set her down onto Mr. #2's ...ock. He penetrated her slowly and deeply, her wetness all the lube they needed. Mr. #1 stood next to her so that she could stroke his cock. Leaning over she took it in her mouth and then felt Jeff insert a finger with lube into her ass.The sensations were coming at her fast and strong. She was lost in a sea of sensations now and could only. I also switched to the twelve millimeter magnum pistol. The privates did not know what to think and everyone else only checked the weapons out and stayed quiet.At the end of the next week we had a company formation in one of the hangers. The army Field Marshal arrived and walked in with a full colonel who I was told was our strike force commander. The Field Marshal called me out and the colonel read the citation letter. It sounded like a story that had been made up.I had single handedly killed. Her bra and panty were in my mind. In the evening, my mother felt little uneasy. She had taken a new medicine prescribed by Dr. Reetika. So I called her for advice. But her number was busy.I tried a few times but her number was busy for another 30-40 minutes. Then after 45 minutes, I got a call from her. She told me that she was talking to her husband as her husband is out of the country for some project. She told that her husband is a scientist. Then we discussed medicine.She told me to stop. Care to share?" Flick asked."Marchmont phoned me back this morning to give me some information on where the Church of Cyberscience banks its funds. Perhaps to be more accurate I should have said where it used to bank its funds. Apparently it did bank with RBS but it's changed now and gone offshore," Mark said."Another dead-end then," scowled Flick."Maybe, maybe not," replied Mark, "Marchmont knows somebody who works at RBS and he's trying to get any details of the Church's account that he can..