This foe will either be superior in numbers or technology. Third, this base is to obtain the needed supplies to hold out indefinitely. That includes b...ying out as much supplies as possible from local towns. Fourth, we are supposed to set up a network with other bases. We have been given a codeword. If the base being contacted gives the proper counter codeword, we can work with them. If they do not, it means that the base is unavailable for this simulation. Let me say now that it is not. She is a knockout at forty-five. Her brunette hair is in a ponytail, reaching just below her shoulder blades. Mrs. O’ Connor is wearing a pair of jean shorts which barely reach her thighs and a blue t-shirt with a deep scoop neck showing off her deep cleavage and a generous view of her tits.“Theo, why don’t you come and have some cold ice tea?”Walking over to the patio, I drink in the sight before me, not caring if Mrs. O’Connor sees the bulge in my trunks. Taking a seat, Mrs. O’Connor hands me. He locked the door, and I looked up at him. “You don’t have to spank me you know? No one will ever know.”“I’ll know.”“Well, yeah, but…”“I want to spank you, Rachel.”He called me by name. I don’t think I had ever been more shocked. I liked the sound of my name coming out of his mouth. “You… you do?”Mark’s hands cupped my face, and he kissed me. “Very much so.”My cheeks flushed, and I stuttered, “Is… isn… isn’t it going to hurt? Promise you won’t hurt me.”His soft chuckle flowed through me,. Our history teacher was a lady in her thirties and was a sex bomb. When she took the class we always check her body. One day, I noticed her side boobs as she mistakenly revealed through her sari. Her blouse was very tight making it very erotic. I took the video of it in my mobile without her noticing and put it in our boy’s WhatsApp group without thinking twice. This was taken to the class teacher by someone in the group and it changed my life after it. The main sex story I wanted to narrate,.