Sam resisted the urge to throw her food at this annoying k*d for as long as she could, but in the end, it was too much for her. And thus there was a f...ood fight.Fifteen minutes later, Sam exited the mess hall, completely covered from head to toe in eggs, mayo, grits, and little pieces of bacon which she ate whenever she came across some. Beck on the other hand, despite never really moving much during the fight had a small bit of egg on his clothes, but was miraculously unsc*thed by the epic food. And he knew as well that she could not tear her eyes off of Lloyd's penis.Jealousy was the last thing he felt, for he wasn't going to be happy until he had seen his friend attempt to sheath his lusty dick right between the tight little lips of Pam Harper's pussy. If it would fit--and certainly not its entire overlarge length-- was something he still couldn't tell. But he knew that she would give it her all and try to make it work.But now, Chester was her partner, not Lloyd Nichols.So he moved. I was about to tell Jim to stop trying to make Cindy do things she didn't want to do, but JR had another idea, a much better idea as far as Cindy was concerned. He whispered his plan to me. I grinned, kissed him, and readily agreed."Hey, Jim, you know what we do in this room, it's time to swap partners for a while," JR said as he worked himself between Jim and Cindy. "Jackie needs some attention."Jim was grinning from ear to ear as he crawled on top of me. He tried to get his dick into me, but. I found her bra was already open (I guess she did it while I was dreaming about her cunt), and I felt the warm softness of her breast meeting my hand. I felt I was holding something warm, soft, lovably lickable and smooth in my hands. I wanted to experience the feel of her breast in my hand for as long as possible, but I wanted to move further fast, before we both felt too tired to continue. My hand traveled down the center line of her body, finding the tip of the lace which held her salwar.