Her tract was well greased now as her cunt had secreted enough juice for her to slide up and down on Barocca's cock. She was out of her mind from the...motion. Jeanne reeled her body forward and back and looked down to watch the cock piercing in and out of her. Her eyes were glazed and awe-stricken from the stupendous spectacle of the massive instrument pushing in and out of her pussy. Jeanne grabbed onto the bedcovers for dear life and pushed back and forward with all her strength. Each time. A breather mask absorbed CO2 and water vapour via a tube back to a hydration bladder to confuse any sensitive scans. Not that Marcus was expecting trouble; the Intelligence section attached to the Lee Rigby Brigade had noted an insurgent action taking place in the pass Marcus was observing, but Marcus wasn't expected to deal with it. The view away from the insurgents was also less than inspiring, although Marcus wasn't exceptionally artistic in that way, or indeed any way come to that save for. What do you want"? Cree who was 5' 8' at 175 lbs and well muscled from years of prison weight lifting, stepped next to Dick and put the gun to his head, "I want you! Everyone take off their clothes NOW!" "WW wwhat", said Dick. "Take off your clothes, you pussy fuck, now!" Dick began to unbotton his shirt. Sanchez waved a knife in Lisa's face but Cree said, "NO she can keep her clothes on I like the way she dresses". So Sanchez a thin light weigh light skinned latino turned to Jenifer who stood. ”“Weren’t you almost killed?” Harriet asked finding it hard to believe. She wanted nothing more than to never to see Chaos again.“Well, yeah,” Cynthia answered feeling her enthusiasm dampening a little. The side of her face still hurt a little even though a week had passed.“Aren’t you tired of the food?”“Well, yeah,” Cynthia answered. The best meal they had on this trip had been the ‘steak of snake’.“Didn’t you have to do a lot of work?” Harriet asked.She had watched Cynthia and Sid take care.