I mean he was nearly wiped out along with the entire group he was with. That's hardly strategic," Jamie replied."He said that himself when he told me ...he was a strategist, but the problem was that none of the group would listen to his advice. He's studied strategy and is heavily into war gaming. He keeps going on about the 'Art of War' apparently it's a book written by some geezer called Sun Tzu or something," Stuart explained."Well, there might be an opportunity to test out his abilities. She moaned with each flick of my tongue and I heard Lydia whispering in my ear and urging me on until Jilda fell back on the couch after enjoying an intense orgasm. I was ordered to stand up and Lydia slid my thong down my legs and removed it and freed my swollen shaft from its satin prison. Lydia ordered me to remove her clothes and underwear, then clad only in her nylons and heels she laid back on the white shag carpet."Kneel and lick my pussy," my mistress ordered. I placed my head between. Danny Buelly was the fastest. They were both heroes to me at the time and in a way they still are. I always loved Cathy and Flossie Marquart. They were much more than Johanna’s and Bobby’s sisters to me. They were my friends too. I had a crush on both of them, especially Flossie. Cathy had long dark hair and dark sparkling eyes which sparkled with mischief. Flossie was a little bit quieter, with lighter eyes and long light brown hair which blew through the winds of my dreams. Both of them sat. “I would love to have your cock in my mouth”, whispered the Reverend“I would love to have my cock between your buttocks”, answered Henry“Oh…you nasty man…do you have a spot here where we could actually copulate?”, asked the Reverend, his voice shaking with desire.Henry knew this park inside out and if there was a spot he knew it. Both men wanted to fuck badly. They crossed the street and entered the park through some bushes. Allen was a few feet behind Henry. They crossed a path and saw a man.