On his way out the door, Hunter heard Mr. Speaker say in barely controlled rage: ‘I want those two lackadaisical fuckwads replaced. Send their sorry...asses to Fort Drum until they rot or retire, whichever comes first.’ The man literally spit. ‘Not checking the coin under the table? Unfuckingforgivable.’ Hunter did file the ‘low-key’ expense report, which meant he had gone on Temporary Duty to Hawaii to a SCUBA expo to discover new, potentially useable technology. ———- On the fourth morning after. Several times during the meal his cock jerked hotly in his pants from just looking at her, and, as chance would have it, when they finished eating he was painfully hard. He stayed seated, waiting for his hard-on to recede, and the moment he thought it would no longer be noticeable, he jumped up and suggested they leave. It wasn't until they were back in her car that he realized he didn't know where to go next."Anything special you'd like to do?" he asked, putting the burden on her. He knew what. As we moved forward into the rolling hills of Northern Georgia, the long column began to collect a large number of "refugees" in the form of freed Negros deciding to attach to the camp of the Union forces hoping for respite from their former masters. When it came to the point that the regular troops were forced to have their rations cut to make do for the dark-skinned travelers, some of the men started to grumble about marching on an empty stomach. At that time we were moving in two main. You sense me behind you and glance behind, smiling invitingly. As I move closer behind you, one of your hands reaches behind and grabs my ass, pulling me close to you. My cock is rock hard by now, and as I press up against you I feel it pressing between the pert cheeks of your bottom. My mouth comes down on the back of your neck and I begin to nuzzle you. You are becoming more turned on, and writhe around as I do this, your hips and buttocks rotating and grinding into my groin. My hands.