My name is Rahul, I had a maid named Lakshmi, She was a typical south Indian lady about 50 years, she was neat and clean, she used to cook in addition...to doing routine work such as sweeping and swabbing the floors as well as doing the dishes and washing clothes.Since she lived far, it used to get late for her to leave after serving dinner and the cleaning up, I suggested that she move into the servant’s quarters. The quarter was comfortable with a room and attached bathroom and toilet.Lakshmi. I was the only non-SEAL, so I was shepherded like everyones' pet puppy. Believe me, I appreciated that, not because I was afraid of being shot at, but because I was afraid of screwing up and embarrassing Alonzo who had vouched for me.We moved at about 20 MPH for an hour in an easterly direction following what looked to me like a game trail. I was assured that this was what passed for a road in the back country, and I grunted like I knew that all of the time. We had traveled about 18 miles from. The creature was as large as Satan with slimy green skin, an apish body, webbed fingers with sharp claws, outstretched wings that looked like the skin of frogs, and a head that looked like an octopus with almost a hundred long swinging tentacles.“Is that Leviathan?” Selene asked as she clutched my hand.“Yes, the Prince of Envy. Though he is also known as Cthulhu. I’ll take him on, the rest of you kill those Titans.” Rosemary stepped forward from behind him with her helmet open and a smile on. J. still stood over her pussy. semi-hard and still dribbling their combined cum down onto Sharon's shaved mound. I didn't know old F.J. had that kind of staying power. He grabbed Sharon's two hands and pulled her up to a sitting position in front of him, her generous mounds swinging into full presentation as if for full inspection.She gathered herself up onto her knees as he commanded her, "Suck me off and clean it up, we gotta get dressed."Sharon unabashedly complied, and I stared in.