Seconds later Rachael's hips started quaking as she screamed an elongated and loud 'YES' before falling back between Phillip's legs, disengaging his j...erking rod.Phillip sat up as Rachael grabbed her mons protectively, rolling to her side. Untangling his legs from her, his pending ejaculation forgotten as he feared he damaged her clitoris."Rachael, are you okay?" Looking up, he hoped/expected to see Teresa burst through their door to protect her from him. No one entered so he looked back to. "And if he had failed?"The men looked at each other. "Nuclear wedgie."Ensign Kampar rolled her eyes; she needed to change the subject. "We have quarters on the fourth floor of this complex." Turning, she gestured toward the door."Who has the con?" Mead inquired.Kampar slowed a step to let Mead catch up. "Foster and Gauteng are on twelve hour shifts." Excellent," murmured Mead.Kampar added, "Fischer here is on call to transport back up, kick ass, and take names." I've enjoyed staying here. Dallena pulled her legs up and rested them on my shoulder kicking her shoes off in the process. Her right leg bent around my head and pulled me into her sex. I began to lap at her, running my tongue over her wet lips and up to her clit. I soon figured out what she liked and went to work. Her right leg remained hooked around my neck; keeping me working at her while her stocking left foot rubbed my shoulders and back. It took me around five minutes to make her cum, when she did she almost. She said she would be preparing Dutch Oven Pizzas, a recipe her father had invented years ago when she was just a girl. It sounded delicious, so the kids were more than happy to lend a hand when she asked if they would like to help her cook it.It consisted of pre-prepared pizza dough that they had stored in the cooler, topped by pizza sauce that she had mixed up that morning before leaving for the camping trip, pre-grated mozzarella cheese, and the usual toppings of pepperoni, mushrooms,.