”The agent provided more information, “We have a new Stryker coming and it should be here in about an hour. Do you feel we will be safe until then...?”I replied with disgust, “I can’t promise you anything with these mercs responsible for protection.”The agent asked, “What do you need to make sure the area is secure until the next Stryker arrives?”I waved my hand toward the mercs and said, “I’d love to replace these worthless fuckers with some of my Marines.”The agent asked, “Could we get them here. I kissed her and pushed the dildo deep inside her steamy pussy until she groaned into my kiss. I slowly retracted the dildo, feeling her pussy grab its sides as it came out. This was a dildo that had wide and narrow rings up its length. Every time her pussy got a narrow part, it felt like it gripped it. It had to stretch again to get the wider part out, to get to the next narrow part. it was a big one, probably nearly three inches across and ten inches long. It just kept coming out.We broke our. And guessed correctly!There was a large, circular bed in the centre. Strewn about were colourful bolsters and piles of cushions. Also, two water beds. Apart from these, there were easy chairs, stools and tables. Not to mention a huge cocktail cabinet. The walls were d****d with heavy curtains and Quentin pulled a cord on one wall and the curtain slid back to reveal a full-length mirror. The ceiling, too, was one whole mirror.“It’s fun to see yourself . . . as others see you,” said Quentin. Mavis butted in, saying he was a silly old bugger, it was Saturday and her and Kelly were going shopping in the city and it wasn’t long before they had to scuttle along for the hourly bus service. In the half hour before they left, an excited Herbert phoned his pal Maurice Oakenshaw, the landlord of the Swan. They decided the pub would be the first meeting, then the Brook household.Kelly’s denim clad shapely bum attracted attention at the bus stop, the sallow youth following her to pay the.