They weren't very complimentary to her figure. It was her personal opinion that she'd look better in green fatigues rather than the brownish desert fa...tigues she was wearing. At least the green would compliment her red hair."A half an hour from now," the Major answered before covering his mouth and yawning. He found this kind of assignment rather boring. He expected to spend the next couple of hours out in the open doing nothing except watching the surroundings. Despite his boredom, his eyes. She said it had been a while, so to take it slow. I teased my head inside her, she was so wet, that my thick cock eased in no problem. Groaning as I pumped her pussy, teasing it sliding it out to the tip and thrusting it deep inside her. Clearly, she was loving it as she said: “fuck my ass”. She rolled me over, then straddle me, she parted her cheeks and lubricated my cock. She began rubbing her clit, as I slid my cock inside her arse. She started to ride it nice and slow, but by this time I. All he could think about were those fat cocks and juicy nuts on display. He counted three black bushes, nine dark brown, two blond and one ginger. His brain memorized each inch of flesh, each curl of tangled pubes. There were three cut cocks and five with foreskins that revealed a small amount of cockhead and seven foreskins that completely hid the juicy cock knobs underneath them. There were five pairs of goose-egg sized balls, six medium sized pairs and four that were either small or appeared. ” Mark pretended to be shocked. “Watch your language, my dear. Remember, I'm still your boss.” Andrea winked. “Oh, yeah? I thought you like it when I bounce up and down on your cock.” “Come here, naughty girl,” Mark said. “Sit on Santa's lap and tell me what you want for Christmas.” Andrea flashed a sultry smile and wiggled onto Mark’s lap, feeling the bulge growing in his pants. It didn’t take much to get Mark excited. Biting her lower lip, Andrea murmured, “Let’s see, I have few things on my.