My first indication that it may not of just been a one time thing was when Jon’s dad walked in behind me and lightly put his hand on the small of my... back, before letting it slid down over my ass. Electricity seemed to shoot through me and the hair on my neck stood up. A rush of sexual energy flooded through me and straight to my cock, which began to ache for him. My knees weakened. The best part was that his touch made me think he wanted my body as much as I wanted his. I wanted his hands on me. And she opened her eyes, looking at me most coyly, wrapping her legs around me, with her anklets making gentle sounds, keeping time to my thrusts. And we fucked like this, calling out to each other, probing, groping, licking and fucking, till I started coming and discharged in her in mighty spurts that drained me out. I still lay on her, and now her hands with firmly encircled on my back, while she was calling out to me in most endearing terms, while I was kissing away her breasts and sucking. His hands moved to my head and softly started pushing me down, trying to speed me up. I felt him start to swell in my mouth as I sped up. He suddenly held my head still and started to fill my mouth with his hot semen, I started swallowing. It filled up againand again as I worked to suck his balls dry. Finally, there was nothing left and I released him from my mouth.I got up and sat on the bed next to him. ‘That was a lot of fun,’ I said. ‘ Now let’s work on our plan for tomorrow.’ We talked for. The truth was that the men didn’t like losing to the women. Even when it was clear that the women had sprung a perfect ambush and they’d wiped out a male patrol, the men argued about it. It took me stepping in repeatedly to keep things somewhat civil.The other problem with training was ammunition. We had no blank ammunition so in some instances alternatives to spraying the enemy force with bullets had to be found. Snowballs proved a fun substitute in most cases; although, again, I would almost.