After much effort, she reached the front bumper, grabbed on to the freezing winch, and pulled herself up onto the bumper. With her left hand, she flip...ped off the gun camera, then started brushing snow from the hood.With an amused smile, Finn watched Liv clear the snow. The rude gesture she made caused him to laugh. The inside of the Jeep was warm, and the heated leather seats felt great. "Fighting in Iraq should have been this cushy," he said, eyeing the expensive-looking trim. "Oh fuck." Finn. Now he wanted to move to the San Diego sector, attend classes at a school, and get out of the Border Patrol. Yet, school wouldn't happen while he worked nights, and nights were when the border was active.So, today, here was something new. A Supervisory Patrol Agent, a GS-12, asked for volunteers for a special mission. They were going to go into the field, on foot, with a bunch of soldiers. The soldiers were there to drum up pollos y coyotes, to beat the border and cause interest in those. ”She settled me in the living room and took off home to gather everyone up. While she was gone, I got a call from Emma.“You miserable shit!” she told me, giggling the whole time. “I just opened your mystery gift in front of my parents. You could have warned me that it was gonna make me cry.”“That was never my intention,” I told her. “I take it they were happy tears?”“Of course. A pinkie ring with your birthstone and an inscription that says ‘proof you have me wrapped around your little finger’?. I could not thrust at even a moderate speed. The best that I could manage was a slow, powerful thrust, moving from nearly out of her completely to stubbornly pushing into her until my cock hit bottom.There is a difference, really, between the light, lightning fast thrusts of young men, and the extra slow but extremely powerful thrusts of older men. There is a driving force that tells the woman that this man is taking her completely and fully, that she is feeling his power and strength as a man.