I got the impression that language training had become a little repetitious as of late.I was disappointed in all five sets of maps. None of them inclu...ded much in the way of real intelligence, particularly the regional maps. All five could point out the fishing village that stood below the heights upon which Winslow had built his base, and both Gus and Carmen could point out the next two nearest villages that were also on the coast, but no one could really pinpoint where any of the other. We already had more ammo and bottle water stored permanently in the Land Rover.We’d practiced this. We’d timed grabbing our “go bags” and whatever else we wanted/needed from what we used on a daily basis and running for the truck. Three minutes was all we allowed ourselves for preparation, and sometimes we didn’t even give ourselves that.I dumped every bit of food in the kitchen into a burlap sack and put it near the back door. We were all done at virtually the same moment. We’d practiced often. Soon her tongue was on that dripping slit. She licked and sucked Michelle’s pussy while Michelle licked and sucked Brian’s cock. Michelle was in complete ecstasy and thought her pussy would just explode. She let out a moan with that huge gorgeous black cock in her mouth. “Fuck her, Brian. I want to watch you fuck her doggystyle,” Siobhan commanded. Michelle was only too eager to flip onto all fours on the couch. “Oh God!” she gasped as Brian’s monster cock slipped between her pussy lips. His. Sensual shadows and erotic curves entranced my mind. The perfume of cinnamon and nutmeg filled my senses. She moved slightly, her hands bound to the bed head, her face masked and gagged pressed to the down filled pillow. Her body curved as she knelt with her ass in the air, legs parted, cheeks firm and round. I could take my pick, and neared the edge of the bed, the height so well judged that my erect member so easily sought its goal. Her maid-servant, herself a well rounded and pretty young.