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Duke had become rather brash as of late Since the reinstatement of the G.I. Joes, the early Joe's grew More and more concerned with Dukes behaviour. Each fellow member did what they could to try and help their drawing card, rather second in bidding, but nothing seemed to mold. Duke's wildness on the engagement orbit, while impressive and heroic meter, was grave and no end could be seen.

To lighten their leaders mood, the Joe's threw a huge birthday bash for Duke. Everyone was present, with nowadays ! Oddly, Duke himself hadn't even realized it was his own birthday, making the surprise that much more enceinte. But not all Joe's were as apt as Shana M. O'Hara, codenamed Scarlett. Scarlett had given much thought into what was eating the Joe's field of study commander from the inside out and soon came to only one potential termination and one potential solution. Sexual Frustration.

"screen Girl…"Scarlett called out to another female in the room.

The party had now been going on for several hr, much longer then it probably should have. Infact, Duke had already retired to an void dowry of the headquarters to gather himself. Naturally, he was also thumbing through his goliath pile of presents. He was not displeased at a new set of oldtimer revolvers that he had received.

Cover lady friend, rather Courtney A. Krieger, turned around to attend at Scarlett, who had called her name. covering lady friend had yet to see Scarlett the stallion party but when she did, her Son disappeared. Cover daughter was the manner manikin of the radical but she strongly disliked being viewed as just another gorgeous, dumb female. Because of this, Cover lady friend didn't garb in attire that showed off her raw assets. Apparently Scarlett was unhindered by such vows.

Cover Girl ran her perfect bridge player through her foresightful curly flowing curl of crimson self consciously as her extensive eyes wandered along the scrumptious phase of scarlet before she mustered up a answer.

"Scarlett. hullo. How are you… ?"cover version fille spoke gently, a finger lacing through one of her locks, coiling it nervously before stretching the curly strand straight. Covergirl found her center wandering over Scarlett as they spoke. Scarlett stepped near, and closemouthed, giving the former mannikin an even better view. screen girl knew that she was not the simply one astonished by Scarlett's press, or deficiency there of.

"Oh, you know, enjoying the party !"vermilion said in a satiny smooth voice that washed over Covergirl immediately and enticingly. Covergirl exhaled for a moment in reply, obviously becoming prisoner to the unnaturally erotic part of her commander at arms.

Scarlett was indeed breathtaking. She no longer donned upon her lithe, athletic form the typical bulky dress of a Joe. Where once was a skintight body courtship topped with a pale leotard, now was just a dewy-eyed two slice blackened bathing suit. The waist band of her Bikini bottoms were exquisitely pulled down tenderly to reveal her shapely hip bones. So low was the minuscule material that Cover Girl knew that Scarlett was had a small bush of red pubic hairs in her nether regions. covering fire girl could only secretly beg that those scanty would luxate down just another inch, just one more. Scarlett didn't need to look at Cover girl to know where her eyes were. Infact, Scarlett was disinterested in the gawking from cover song Girl and take instead to look around the large room where the political party was, ignoring back daughter sultry coup d'oeil.

cover version lady friend nipped at her frown lip as Scarlett advanced toward her position. All she could do was stand in bewildered silence.

"have you seen Duke ? I was planning on going swimming with him. A… birthday present if you will."Scarlett finally spoke"But I don ‘ t think I will be wearing these piffling things."She teasingly winked, snapping her pantie isthmus. It seemed like forever and the two female were nearly on top of each other. Scarlett took her naked arm and swung it over Cover fille berm, her hand taking hold just a slight handful of that curly haircloth from the bronze females head and slowly pushed it to the side toward the bikini clad Joe. Scarlett didn't have to lean her oral sex to the side of meat to whisper as Covergirl followed the guiding mitt of Scarlett. Cover young lady came to Scarlett, not the other way around.

Cover young lady didn't, couldn't resist such a provocative, sultry touch, however, she did anathemize herself for under dressing, or maybe, more to the period, overdressing. She was no match for the swim-ready Scarlett. Upon screening little girl's dead body was an refined, eye-catching reddish blue apparel which had a scratch up the incline of each of her ramification. It hugged her form snuggly, making her shape all that more attractive but nothing could compare to the sheer shamelessness of Scarletts own attire. top girlfriend was dressed to look alluring, but Scarlet was regal and awe-inspiring.

Scarlett chuckled under her breathe as she whispered into Cover female child's ear."I know you like Duke. I heard from him that you actually came onto him one clip. Want to love a secret ?"With that, Scarlet opened her lip and lashed a tongue soothingly, shamelessly against screening Girls ear.

Cover Girl became weak in the legs. Her oculus slowly closed as her own hands gently caressed her silken violet garb, running sensually down the distance of her sides as she exhaled in a forbidden sigh. Oh God ! What was Scarlett doing ! In the middle of a company no less. Cover daughter couldn't hear the words coming from her companions oral fissure. She could, however, hear the heighten droning of that warm breathe against her bare, naked ear.

Scarlett knew her actions were working. She playfully murmured under her breathe before running her tongue wetly against the earlobe of natural covering girlfriend before snagging just a little tiny piece of it into her sass, suckling it. Cover girl squirmed and gasped sensitively. The torture continued on the ace model, she having forgotten that she was actually asked a question. It seemed only second nature to Cover female child that one of her hands journeyed to the side, caressing along the bare English of Scarlett's before venturing backward to the erotically near peeled off step-in of Scarlett, stroking along the back end - end.

Scarlett's ass was taut, house, but yet they still had just enough fat in them to sink her fingers into."Yes…"cover version Girl finally spoke up after a hearty questioning of"Hmmmm ?"from Scarlett.

"I know you want Duke. So do I."Scarlett spoke gently.

"Me, like Duke…"Cover Girl said exacerbated, as if that was out of true.

"Are you going to play coy with me all night, Cover Girl… Mmmm Courtney… or do you want to hear what I have in judgement ?"Scarlett said softly, suckling the ear even more furiously then before. Every action Scarlett did, Covergirl returned the favor as she teasingly slipped a finger along the crack of the straight red-haired females ass.

-- -

Duke was resting in a small government agency. It wasn't his own but he was sure that no one would be using it tonight on account of the party - After all, no one would be able to find him if he was loitering around a situation where he didn't belong, and he wanted that. Wanted to be alone. With feet resting up on the desk as he sat in a comfortable electric chair, Duke wore a tan shirt and putting surface pants, his distinctive wear for war and fight. He Hadn't even washed it since the mission he just came back from, a short speckle of stock burning brightly in the heart and soul of his dresser. His muscles rippled as the shirt tried desperately to contain his bulky, masculine flesh. He sat behind a desk, feet kicked up, admiring one of the two revolvers he had just received. It was a looker, that was a fact but as he felt the cold, heavy contraption in his script, he slowly placed it down into his lap as his oculus found something entirely dissimilar to focalize on.

"Scarlett ?"Duke said as the female person Joe walked across the hallway outside of the room. She paused. lotto. ‘ found him ’, she thought.

Scarlett turned toward the elbow room and crept inside, not closing the door. Behind her, Cover Girl slipped in also. There was a long silence. Duke's eyes widened as he found himself unwittingly caressing the naked flesh of Scarlett. She was exquisite, but it didn't hurt that the pale-ish female was standing side by side with Cover miss who had more of a tanned appearance. The complete people of colour contrast was get and each of the redheader had a extra zest, a flare with their own hair. Scarlett's was straightened with a recollective lock that was pulled over her shoulder joint, which hung down and slipped enticingly between her silken black two-piece clad breasts. Duke realized that the lock chamber of square redhead belonging to Scarlett was trapped, imprisoned not only by the two firm breasts but was tucked under the textile that connected the bikini cups just heart of Scarlett's chest.

Next to Scarlett resided someone even more titillating. concealment Girl, the beautiful, sensual, sexual model who joined the G.I. Joe's to rise something to individual, or to everybody. Duke had never seen somebody so shamelessly gorgeous before, yet she seemed slightly shy. A crisp red freshness illuminating from her sharp have cheeks. Cover girl's whisker was curly, and while not as provocative as Scarlett's, had its own allure. Duke thought about Cover Girl all the fourth dimension but he never really saw her wearing apparel so gamey before.

"Now then."Scarlett lifted a groundwork up behind her and hooked the open door with her bare fundament and tugged the door shut. It closed loudly, the sound echoed in the room causing both Duke and screening Girl to snap from their own introspectiveness.

"Scarlett ? Why are you dressed like that ? Hey, not that I am complaining though. You should go on charge like that. But then if you did that, there would be no need for lil ole Betsy over here."Duke chuckled holding up the six-shooter for Scarlet and Cover Girl to see. Scarlett ignored the gesture, but Cover Girl did look at it, it was an astonish gun… Even at this moment, she became a small jealous of the gun. Or maybe, just maybe, it was because Duke couldn't keep his eyes off Scarlett !

Scarlett turned around, revealing her sultry rear-end. The go of her ass was illuminate as day and just beneath it was her suffocating tight bikini tail which squeezed her sensitive sized house ass cheeks much to a greater extent firm. Scarlett casually reached for the blinds and pulled them over the door and the other two office Windows. It seemed so innate and she laughed sensually at the joke."funny story, Duke. But no, no, no. Tonight, I am not Scarlett. Tonight, Duke, you can call me Shana or O'Hara. Which one would you care ?"

Duke awkwardly laughed low. This was getting odd. Very odd. He knew what these military action would lead to but he was still in skepticism and oddly out of his surefooted H2O."O'Hara it is then."

"You like that name because you are comfy calling me that, isn't that right ?"She purred before walking to the desk. Her movement was tauntingly easy as she rounded the desk toward dukes stead. Duke's heart, pit, even Cover Girl's eyes, was focused on Scarlett's finger as it traced along respective token on the wooden surface of the desk. The finger then slipped upward and under Duke's chin.

"O'Hara ?"Duke said quizzically.

"yell me Shana. Got it, Duke."Shana said gracefully, bending down to Duke and planting a candy kiss on his backtalk tenderly. It was a blue-blooded, diffused, passionate kiss where it was more about the precision of Shana's tongue upon Duke's sass that really mattered.

Cover daughter sucked in her bottom lip, one of her hands ran about her slope, feeling that enveloping still material of her dress before slipping forbiddingly downward to her second joint, her inside second joint to be exactly. She felt a thrill since she had seen, and lightly petted Scarlett -- - Shana -- -, but now she had an itch. An scabies that couldn't be ignored. This was really happening ! ? Duke wasn't the lonesome one in a shock of confusion, arousal, and disbelief.

"what about her ?"Duke said after regaining his breathe. Shana's hands were placed on the subdivision of the electric chair in which Duke sat in. Shana's expression was still ever so tenderly near his own. Duke could see her rim tremble with intimate muscularity, her teeth running along a small bit of lip, chewing it. Shana's eyes danced flutteringly to Duke's own centre, to her chest and to the revolver in his lap… but maybe Duke was thinking about the untimely revolver.

"Oh, her ?"

blanket Girl was didn't posting they were talking about her. Both hands now running strikingly along her outer to inner thigh. She nuzzled her quarter round along her crotch as her hands completed their long, soft, sultry stroking movement.

Shana laughed a little, purring before turning around a little, her eyes focusing now upon the in - heat screen Girl."Hey, CG, you like being called masking female child or would you care me to be moaning out another name ?"

Cover Girl immediately stopped her slow, bid arousing strokes of her hands in lieu of placing one palm against her pelvis, her digit now pressing against her fork. Cover fille could feel the fabric of her lacey pantie against her bald, freshly shaved moist snatch. Shana had a bone in her mouth and she was running with it ! She wanted this to happen no matter what, didn't she.

"Courtney"Cover Girl offered up tenderly as she gasped in a diffused exhaling groan.

Shana turned to look at duke before barraging him with soft, fleshly pecking kisses."Apparently Courtney."Shana said between candy kiss. Shana's workforce grazed along the square shoulders of Duke, caressing his tan shirt before her fragile fingers, including her nails in the Wake Island of her touch, stroked down his forearms, lingering ever so often to sample and delight in the unattackable, strong flesh of Duke.

All the piece, pitiable little cover young woman was standing by herself but that didn't really seem to be much of a job for her. Her adventuresome handwriting now lustfully found itself snaking through the slit in her violet frock which stretched, up to her hip, and dedicatedly perched that deal just by her lacey teal scanty, under the wearing apparel. Nabbing a pinch of her undergarment, she tugged upon it, making the otherwise flexible wear stretch and dig in-between her nether part. It was inconceivable to get her soften panties wetter - but apparently as she sawed the panty string along her labia sheepfold, it was definitely potential. Courtney gasped out in heated moan as she watched with delight as Scarlett slipped herself massagingly upon her air force officer body.

"Having fun, yet ? I love the way concealment girl is serenading us with her own lusty desires. Don't you ?"Scarlett spoke huskily as she slipped down Duke's trunk as he sat in the professorship. With deft finger's breadth, Scarlett undid his military issued pants. Duke's phallus throbbed under his bloomers and it was clearly noticeable, more so when Scarlett finally began to unzip the pant. Out popped his already well hardened putz, peeking gloriously from under his lax boxers.

Exhaling, Duke leaned back in the chairman as he felt scarlet's pale dyed digit nimbly run up and down his pecker, each time she stroked, her suitcase tightened, tugging and slowly pulling the cock completely unloosen from the boxershorts which now rest just under his aching ball sack. Duke, having had his center closed from sheer pleasure soon began to open them and see down into his lap. Was Scarlett… Shana really doing this ! She might not stimulate been naked but that was the furthest matter in his mind right now as her lingua lashed at his cock. With one playful throw of Scarlett's knife, she took in a generous glob of precum which had been oozing on the tip of his boastfully, mushroom head.

"Oh yeah…"Duke said laughing a trivial under his breathe, sinking back into the mood -- - and the professorship."You think you can palm it, sea captain Sergeant O'Hare ?"

"We will just have to see, won't we ?"Scarlett teased as her slick sonant handwriting gripped around the shaft, firmly stroking it, her thumb pressing tenderly onto the belly of the member. Her pout, purposefully bright crimson lips wrapped around the head teacher, slipping it past them she accepted the cock down to where her precisely stroke mitt resided.

"Come over here Courtney, you look like you need to be touched."Duke said, feeling in a partially giving mood, his birthday or not ! The flaming hot Aythya americana walked over to her dictation. Leaning in, her tongue swirled around his lip in prevision. She bent down, some of her fire-engine red whisker curtained over dukes face as she leaned in for a kiss. Though curly, it was extremely long. Duke felt it on his heavy ventilation pectus. As they kissed, Cover missy took her own hands and ran them along his shirt, slipping it upward. Scarlett, sensing the movements ; with cock in one hand, a unspoiled portion of it inbedded deep in her mouth, she allowed her liberal handwriting to slip up against his now au naturel chest, feeling his muscles. Scarlet herself was not by any mean weak- where she was firm and taut, and in, he was visually well cut, with a six-pack that Scarlett now enjoyed tracing her fingers through.

The shirt came off rather easily, it didn't hurt that all three of the people in the room desperately wanted it off. Scarlett continued to lactate on the pecker, balls now ungripped, and cover charge miss was leaning and making out with Duke."I have wanted to do this for so long. Not… exactly this… but I am not complaining."Cover lady friend said between kiss.

"Neither am I"

Duke let out a groan as Scarlett happened to say something also, but with his prick lodged so far into her aegir mouth, he only felt the odd movements and strange sentiency. But God, did it palpate unspoiled.

Cover Girl took a fistful of Scarlets straight hair, tugging it from its posture inbetween her white meat, and cover miss offered her own little helping mitt by pushing Shana down against the cock, burying her human face in it. She accepted, with a footling struggling and joke. Scarlett obviously enjoyed having her air force officer hilted in her warm, wet mouth.

Cover Girl with her other hand started to quickly undress, but it was not prompt enough for Duke. Duke grabbed at the unconvincing piece of revealing garb and pulled to each side, ripping it in half, cleanly to boot. The seams undid themselves accordingly and all Cover girl needed to do was cutting from the strap of dress.

"That's one way of doing it."Cover Girl chuckled, licking her lips. She wore no bra. Cover fille's breasts were pudgy, hanging just ever so lightly, dropping under the free weight of their clearly fat contents. But they bounced and jiggled so invitingly that Duke was forced to immediately turn to them with a feverish, aroused, hungry grip. The flesh squeezed between his fingers before Cover Girl leaned forward, her hands envelop around Duke's promontory, using it as financial support, just rubbing her defenseless, soft tanned weaponry in his blonde pilus. With her body arched, she dangled her chest just out of Dukes rima oris reach. Twirling a nipple in his finger's breadth, he brought his teeth down upon it, pulling it so cover song Girl got a little finisher. Both hands gripped one breast as he fit the fatten thing into his lustful mouth.

Scarlett was doing his job rather well down there, but eventually she let the penis escape cock her mouth, this clip much longer then a breathing pause. She stood up, her hands grazing along the shaft as she watched the setting of Duke and masking lady friend going at it. Turning around, her handwriting now slipped her black bikini bottoms to the side as she sat down onto Dukes lap. Duke had noticed Scarletts absent actions but frankly, he and covering Girl were doing just fine until he felt a rebuff patch of fuzz rub against her stopcock before a hole was placed upon his head.

Scarlett continued to come herself upon Duke's dick. Her pussy was wet, just soaking wet, and hot, just the right compounding to entice the commanders cock to tense up and become that much more ridge. Scarlett's slit was tight, it was forced to be pushed open, and a lot of pushing and pressure was needed to widen her suffocating gripping mingy twat. Duke had fingered that Scarlett only really could use two or three fingers to get herself off. Her pin-up nectar ran down the shaft of his cock, the stream of slowly, yet gushing cream slipped down his ball release and dripped to the floor steadily as Scarlett continued to ram the rooster deeper into her burning, poverty-stricken cunnie.

"Oh god yes !"Shana screamed out as her body gyrated, each gyration gave nativity to a new chill of exhilaration and passion from Shana's trembling body. It felt so skillful as she rob that cock underneath her. Wickedly, orange red tightened her twat, choking the cock so much so that even if Duke wanted to orgasm, he might not be able-bodied to. She tightened herself ever so quickly, just enough to hug herself as she ascended and descended upon the distance of that girthy, throbbing cock.

Cover girl took her paw and reached around to the gliding, graceful body of the swim ready Scarlett. Seeking out with her fingerbreadth, she finally grazed upon Scarlett's clit, rubbing it heatedly as she watched Duke suck her fat tanned white meat."Don't think you can just cum inside her and not me."Cover Girl laughed softly as she closed her centre, soaking in the maven of his harsh, lusty suckles of her highly tender tit. concealment Girl rubbed her chest against Duke's face, squishing his face in between her pillowy soft breasts. With nipples as hard as a rock and as big as a cherry, she enjoyed rubbing it against Dukes brim, teasing herself and him at the same time.

Like a dog in heat, cover version Girl, with stage slightly parted, rubbed her crotch against Duke's arm. Duke noticed this and placed a firm deal against her crotch, his fingers were unstoppable, not even the panties could slow his rush. His fingers slipped into Courtney's dripping cunnie. The sound of their entrance and feverish drive resounded clearly, apart from Shana's gasping moans and screams of Bliss.

"Cum for me Duke !"Scarlett grasped, she was now in the throes of her own deep, passionate sexual climax because of the cock inside her, but Cover lady friend was very much a element of her mind-blowing and quickly orgasm. Cover Girl smiled as her eyes rolled up into her principal."Oh god, just like… like that"The model orange red spoke tenderly as she felt her own illuminating, sensual orgasm wash upon her lithe, acrobatic body. That itch was getting scratched all to well from two deep fingers duke produced animalistic friend inside her.

Duke as well orgasmed, feeling the wetness gushing down his paw, with tit smashing against his face, and a provocative knock of his cock lodged just so perfectly inside Shana's gasping, panting, tensing trunk wasfar too much for him to restrain on any foresighted. One of his blazonry wrapped around scarlet's side, pulling her offbalancedly toward him. She plopped into his lap as Duke firmly jolted himself forward before letting out, what he thought, was the full orgasm of his life.

Cover fille sat upon the desk, panting. Duke lay in the president, smiling. Shana leaned against Dukes strong chest, sighing in contentment.

-- -- -- DONE -- -- -

"Were you wearing a condom, Duke ?"Cover daughter asked sofly, sighing from such an orgasm.

"No…"He said distantly.

"You didn't… You might deliver gotten Shana pregnant ?"

"Really ! Damn it. I didn't know that.": Duke said

"Now you know."CG said.

"And knowing is half the battle."Scarlett chimed in -- - patting her stomach.

"Your tinker's damn right it is. ”