I felt Mickey mount me and after a few thrusts and a little help he was away, every so long he would stop, nose, lick, pant until Steve could get back... on task. Alfie came across and started giving me some attention. I could see that Snickers was pounding away into Mina. John and another guy were on hand to keep things on apace, to enjoy squeezing Mina’s tits and to keep their cocks stiff. Steve and two others were doing likewise. There was a pattern of frantic pounding followed by downtime in. ."Dawn giggled and handed him the bottle of open olive oil. She pushed her hips backwards, so that she was bent over well enough for him to drizzle it into the small of her back. Careful to keep her face away from the stove top, she quickly moved the fresh pancakes onto the plate.She put the last bit of batter into the pan, and giggled as Fred smoothed the oil into her buttocks, letting a line of it run down her crack."Oooo," sighed Dawn, feeling the tickle of the thick liquid as it poured its. We're both happily married and close friends and it was just one of those things. Nothing weird about it.We caught the afternoon session of the show and made some excellent contacts and a commitment for one of our biggest sales ever. We celebrated with a good meal and probably too much booze and then headed back to the room. We each took a shower and then turned in. My wife had forgotten to pack night-wear so I pulled on a fresh pair of boxers. Keith wore pyjama bottoms. I'm in pretty good. By the time he was sworn in as a lieutenant, nobody would spar with him, either afoot or mounted. Everyone knew to come to him to get politics and government explained. And he was the Tactics and Strategy instructors’ assistant in his spare time.He smiled sadly as he remembered his frantic first year as a lieutenant. His mother found every shit post and dangerous assignment for his men and him, hoping to either make him quit or get him killed. That she failed to do either, while getting some.