Wow, she is hot! Dancing getting all sweaty on the dance floor. The song goes off, I ask her, "Will you join me in getting something to drink at the b...ar?" Sure I would love too." The beautiful lady says.We order a beer. I have Budweiser, and she has Budlight. We talk a little bit. I find out her name is Tonya. We begin to dance there at the bar. Being as nasty as can be. But in a settle way. As I grind my hips on her ass. My hands gliding up and down her sides. As she turns around she kisses. It was covered with a mix of her saliva and vomit. She choked and puked on the floor and gasped for air. But as soon as she opened her mouth to breathe, he again pushed his cock down her throat with its full length and started stroking.Then, after about 10 or 15 strokes in her throat, she again pushed it out and again puked. Meanwhile, both the guys who were in her pussy and ass filled both her holes with their cum. As they pulled out, the next two guys took their place and the guy with monster. We were all agreed to accept the mission provided we were allowed to stay together and not forced into the military. Not that we were opposed to the military; we just didn't want to be forced to join.When we returned to the briefing room and gave our answer, everyone seemed pleased. So began the planning part of the briefing. CSM Russell began by explaining the equipment we had for the convoy would consist of two M1151 armored Hummers, one MRAMP as the Command Center, one RV which would be a. I’ve moved her hand off people she was reading a few times, but she hasn’t taken the hint. She immediately laid her hand on Elena’s forehead. Elena was a mess, inside and out. There were bruises where she was tied, both her wrists and thighs, and along the underside of one breast, and for some reason on the side of her foot. But they did not look serious. The real problem was that the pathways of her conscious thought had gotten tangled in her autonomic functions and she was messing up her own.