“Oh fucking hell Geoffrey where did that come from?” Lucinda protested as she lay back emotionally and physically drained as Geoffrey rolled off her to lie on his back pressing his best uniform jacket into the mud as they stared at the moon. “Look which would you like a Mini or VeeDub?” he tried again, “Damnit you’ll end up with a ten year old MG if you’re not very careful!”
“I don’t care as long as it is black with a ten inch cock!” she snapped. Black porn “Ugh,” the squad muttered. “That was yesterday, as of today I never want to see another black cock as long as I live,” Lucy admitted. “In the garage,” he whispered. “George!” she protested, “What kind of woman do you think I am?”
“No comment,” Melchatt agreed, “I’ll say fourteen thirty in the guard room unless I let you know otherwise.”
Mead had eighteen names when Col Melchett returned.
