That was a lot of rifles that just fired a volley. A lot. And she had no idea where the heck they were. Downhill. Obviously on the ridge, coming towar...ds them. How had that many soldiers gotten so close? She had pickets further down the ridge than where the firing had come from.She shook her head. It didn't matter. Nothing mattered but the moment. She contemplated things. There was no moon and a high overcast. In other words, the night was pitch black. Who wanted to give the order to retreat. ”“I know babe, he is a lucky man.”“I can’t wait to get to bed tonight,” Christy smiled.“Oh, it’s Saturday, that means its rough sex,” I smiled.“Yes, it is, I look forward to Saturday nights!” Christy whispered, “I will try to be quiet.”We took the coffee into our guests and Christy sat on the couch with Chris and we continued chatting for an hour before Christy announced that she needed her bed.“We may be a little noisy tonight,” Christy smiled as she took Chris’s hand and bid us a good. McCock and Polack spent the three days crawling through the magazines and tubes getting gloriously covered in lube. DDD or the subcontractors must have had very good contacts in Mountserrat because the weapon system was made for MDMs and was similar to that which existed at the time of Blue Hill's attack which had resulted in the first armistice. It was a pre nest system design but considering that about half the local galaxy's warships were that design, neither of the two men was disappointed.. I rubbed the soap all over your chest and belly, making lots of fragrant lather. You rubbed against me like a cat begging to be petted. And then I whispered in your ears and told you how I had touched you all over last night. I had touched your ass and your pussy and your beautiful breasts. I could tell my words were making you wet and horny. Good. I want my little Princess to be wet and horny for me all the time. My soapy hands caress your breasts and you moan. My hands caress your belly and.