They exchanged kisses and spoke, extremely quickly, in their native tongue before Emma, as I overheard Matilde address her, left."She is the most inte...resting woman I have ever met." Matilde enthused. "Emma, Madame Bovary, has convinced me in order to obtain the man I want as husband I must exercise discretion, and sometimes abstinence." She made a moue of distaste at the thought. "But Emma, Madame Bovary, herself lived a wild life as a young woman, and nearly went to the guillotine because of. I decided to stop teasing and took all of his meat in my mouth in one time and sucked him with long strokes. He was surprised to feel all of his dick engulfed at once and jumped up a bit. He leaned on his elbows to look at me sucking his young cock. I was losing myself in what I was doing and really enjoyed him massaging my butthole. Wait...?!? How could he be massaging my butthole if both his hands were on my head. I sprung up and turned around. Luckily the lights were on in the shed, because. Come here.’ Fuck that. ‘What for, sir?’ He grinned, his face lighting up with an almost irresistible sort of mischief. Almost. ‘I’m going to make you feel good, private.’ ‘Oh yeah, sir. Being your slut makes me feel real good.’ His face turned a dark red and he crossed his arms over his chest, making all of his muscles bulge beneath the suddenly tight camouflage. ‘I didn’t hear you correctly, soldier.’ ‘Momma and Daddy are gonna be so proud of me.’ ‘What in the fuck is your problem, private?’. I'm worried about the team. But hey, we're just here for Pizza and beer."That brought a chuckle from her but not for long. "I guess we just sit here and wait for Brad, right?" I guess, I wouldn't have any idea which door to knock on."They sat quietly for a few minutes. Each lost in private thoughts. They were both extremely nervous. If either of them had said, "let's just go home." Jake would have burned rubber backing out of the parking lot but neither of them said that.Brad had a habit of.