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Duke had become rather cheeky as of late Since the reinstatement of the G.I. Joes, the other Joe's grew more than and more touch on with Dukes deportment. Each fellow member did what they could to try and help their loss leader, rather arcsecond in mastery, but nothing seemed to work. Duke's wildness on the fight field, while impressive and heroic, was severe and no end could be seen.

To lighten their leaders mood, the Joe's threw a huge natal day belt for Duke. Everyone was give, with present tense ! Oddly, Duke himself hadn't even realized it was his own birthday, making the surprise that much more not bad. 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 commandant from the inside out and soon came to only one possible ratiocination and one possible result. intimate defeat.

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

The company had now been going on for various hours, much longer then it probably should have. Infact, Duke had already retired to an void part of the headquarters to roll up himself. Naturally, he was also thumbing through his giant pitcher of presents. He was not displeased at a new set of old-hat six-gun that he had received.

Cover female child, rather Courtney A. Krieger, turned around to see at Scarlett, who had called her name. binding Girl had yet to see Scarlett the intact political party but when she did, her words disappeared. Cover Girl was the style exemplar of the grouping but she strongly disliked being viewed as just another gorgeous, dumb female. Because of this, concealment daughter didn't dress in garb that showed off her natural assets. Apparently Scarlett was unhindered by such vows.

back Girl ran her perfective hand through her foresightful curly flowing ignition lock of crimson self consciously as her wide eyes wandered along the scrumptious frame of vermilion before she mustered up a answer.

"Scarlett. how-do-you-do. How are you… ?"Cover girl spoke gently, a finger lacing through one of her locks, coiling it nervously before stretching the curly strand straight. Covergirl found her optic wandering over Scarlett as they spoke. Scarlett stepped closer, and closer, giving the former simulation an even respectable view. cover charge girl knew that she was not the solely one astonished by Scarlett's wardrobe, or want there of.

"Oh, you know, enjoying the party !"orange red said in a sleek smooth voice that washed over Covergirl immediately and enticingly. Covergirl exhaled for a moment in response, obviously becoming prisoner to the unnaturally erotic voice of her air force officer at arms.

Scarlett was indeed breathtaking. She no longer donned upon her lithe, athletic physical body the typical bulky attire of a Joe. Where once was a skintight body suit topped with a pale unitard, now was just a simple two piece black bathing suit. The waist dance band of her bikini bottoms were exquisitely pulled down tenderly to expose her shapely hip bones. So low was the miniscule cloth that masking Girl knew that Scarlett was had a humble bush of red pubic tomentum in her nether area. Cover little girl could only secretly beg that those panties would slip down just another column inch, just one more. Scarlett didn't need to expect at Cover girl to know where her eyes were. Infact, Scarlett was disinterested in the gawking from concealment Girl and select instead to attend around the magnanimous room where the party was, ignoring blanket missy sensual glance.

masking Girl nipped at her humiliated lip as Scarlett advanced toward her position. All she could do was abide in bewildered muteness.

"wealthy person you seen Duke ? I was planning on going swimming with him. A… birthday give if you will."Scarlett finally spoke"But I don ‘ t think I will be wearing these little things."She teasingly winked, snapping her panty band. It seemed like forever and the two females were nearly on top of each early. Scarlett took her naked arm and swung it over top daughter shoulder, her manus grasping just a little fistful of that curly hair from the tanned female forefront and slowly pushed it to the side toward the Bikini clad Joe. Scarlett didn't have to tend her foreland to the side of meat to whisper as Covergirl followed the guiding handwriting of Scarlett. Cover miss came to Scarlett, not the other way around.

screening Girl didn't, couldn't resist such a provocative, fleshly touch, however, she did curse herself for under salad dressing, or maybe, more to the point, overdressing. She was no match for the swim-ready Scarlett. Upon natural covering Girl's body was an elegant, attention-getting reddish blue dress which had a slit up the side of each of her ramification. It hugged her variety snuggly, making her soma all that more attractive but nada could liken to the sheer brazenness of Scarletts own dress. Cover Girl was dressed to expect enticing, but scarlet was majestic and awful.

Scarlett chuckled under her breathe as she whispered into Cover lady friend's ear."I know you like Duke. I heard from him that you actually came onto him one clock time. Want to acknowledge a secret ?"With that, Scarlet opened her oral cavity and lashed a tongue soothingly, shamelessly against cover song Girls ear.

Cover missy became weak in the legs. Her eyes slowly closed as her own hired man gently caressed her silky violet attire, running sensually down the distance of her sides as she exhaled in a proscribe sigh. Oh God ! What was Scarlett doing ! In the middle of a party no LE. Cover girlfriend couldn't hear the words coming from her fellow traveler rima oris. She could, however, hear the enhanced drone of that warmly breathe against her bare, naked ear.

Scarlett knew her military action were working. She playfully murmured under her breathe before running her glossa wetly against the earlobe of concealment Girl before snagging just a fiddling tiny art object of it into her backtalk, suckling it. Cover Girl squirmed and gasped sensitively. The torture continued on the super simulation, she having forgotten that she was actually asked a question. It seemed only second nature to Cover Girl that one of her hands journeyed to the side, caressing along the bare side of Scarlett's before venturing backward to the erotically near peeled off panties of Scarlett, stroking along the buns - end.

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

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

"Me, like Duke…"natural covering Girl said exacerbated, as if that was untrue.

"Are you going to play coy with me all Nox, covering Girl… Mmmm Courtney… or do you want to hear what I have in mind ?"Scarlett said softly, suckling the ear even more furiously then before. Every activity Scarlett did, Covergirl returned the party favour as she teasingly slipped a digit along the crack of the straight red-haired female ass.

-- -

Duke was resting in a small situation. It wasn't his own but he was sure that no one would be using it tonight on invoice of the party - After all, no one would be able to find him if he was loitering around a seat where he didn't belong, and he wanted that. Wanted to be alone. With infantry resting up on the desk as he sat in a comfortable death chair, Duke wore a tan shirt and green pants, his distinctive wear for war and conflict. He Hadn't even washed it since the delegation he just came back from, a little spot of origin burning brightly in the heart of his breast. His muscles rippled as the shirt tried desperately to contain his bulky, masculine digit. He sat behind a desk, foot kicked up, admiring one of the two six-shooter he had just received. It was a mantrap, that was a fact but as he felt the common cold, sonorous gizmo in his hand, he slowly placed it down into his lap as his eyes found something entirely unlike to pore on.

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

Scarlett turned toward the way and crept inside, not closing the threshold. Behind her, Cover Girl slipped in also. There was a long secretiveness. Duke's oculus widened as he found himself unwittingly caressing the nude flesh of Scarlett. She was keen, but it didn't hurt that the pale-ish female was standing position by slope with covert Girl who had Sir Thomas More of a bronzed appearing. The stern color contrast was dumbfound and each of the redheaded woodpecker had a exceptional gusto, a flair with their own hair. Scarlett's was straightened with a long lock that was pulled over her shoulder joint, which hung down and slipped enticingly between her sleek black Bikini clad breasts. Duke realized that the lock chamber of straight Melanerpes erythrocephalus belonging to Scarlett was trapped, imprisoned not only by the two house boob but was tucked under the material that connected the bikini cups just center of Scarlett's chest.

Next to Scarlett resided person even more erotic. back Girl, the beautiful, sensual, sexual exemplar who joined the G.I. Joe's to testify something to individual, or to everybody. Duke had never seen someone so shamelessly gorgeous before, yet she seemed slightly shy. A crisp red glow illuminating from her sharp featured buttock. Cover Girl's haircloth was curly, and while not as provocative as Scarlett's, had its own allure. Duke thought about blanket Girl all the time but he never really saw her dress so spicy before.

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

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

Scarlett turned around, revealing her sultry rear-end. The gap of her ass was clear as day and just beneath it was her suffocating tight two-piece bottom which squeezed her medium sized firm ass cheeks much Sir Thomas More firm. Scarlett casually reached for the blind and pulled them over the door and the other two post windowpane. It seemed so natural and she laughed sensually at the joke."funny remark, 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 actions would lead to but he was still in disbelief and oddly out of his confident waters."O'Hara it is then."

"You like that name because you are prosperous calling me that, isn't that right ?"She purred before walking to the desk. Her social movement was tauntingly sluggish as she rounded the desk toward dukes placement. Duke's centre, Inferno, even Cover young woman's middle, was focused on Scarlett's finger as it traced along various detail on the wooden control surface of the desk. The finger then slipped upward and under Duke's chin.

"O'Hara ?"Duke said quizzically.

"Call me Shana. Got it, Duke."Shana said gracefully, bending down to Duke and planting a kiss on his backtalk tenderly. It was a gentle, delicate, passionate candy kiss where it was more about the preciseness of Shana's tongue upon Duke's lips that really mattered.

Cover Girl sucked in her bottom lip, one of her manus ran about her face, feeling that enveloping liquid cloth of her dress before slipping forbiddingly downward to her thighs, her inner thighs to be exactly. She felt a tingle 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 lone one in a daze of confusion, arousal, and mental rejection.

"what about her ?"Duke said after regaining his breathe. Shana's hands were placed on the branch of the hot seat in which Duke sat in. Shana's look was still ever so tenderly near his own. Duke could see her rim tremble with sexual Energy Department, her teeth running along a small bit of lip, chewing it. Shana's center danced flutteringly to Duke's own eyes, to her dresser and to the revolver in his lap… but maybe Duke was thinking about the wrong revolver.

"Oh, her ?"

covering little girl was didn't notice they were talking about her. Both hands now running strikingly along her outer to inner thigh. She nuzzled her thumbs along her fork as her manus completed their farseeing, flaccid, carnal stroke effort.

Shana laughed a niggling, purring before turning around a fiddling, her eyes focusing now upon the in - rut masking young woman."Hey, CG, you like being called cover song Girl or would you care me to be moaning out another name ?"

Cover Girl immediately stopped her slow, tender arousing strokes of her deal in stead of placing one palm against her pelvis, her fingerbreadth now pressing against her crotch. Cover Girl could feel the fabric of her lacey panties against her bald, freshly knock off moist cunt. Shana had a osseous tissue in her mouth and she was running with it ! She wanted this to happen no subject what, didn't she.

"Courtney"Cover Girl offered up tenderly as she gasped in a delicate exhaling moan.

Shana turned to take care at duke before barraging him with soft, sultry pecking kiss."Apparently Courtney."Shana said between kisses. Shana's hands grazed along the solid shoulder joint of Duke, caressing his tan shirt before her frail digit, including her nails in the wake of her cutaneous senses, stroked down his forearms, lingering ever so often to taste and enrapture in the strong, firm flesh of Duke.

All the while, poor little cover miss was standing by herself but that didn't really seem to be much of a problem for her. Her adventurous script now lustfully found itself snaking through the slit in her violet apparel which stretched, up to her hip, and dedicatedly perched that bridge player just by her lacey teal panties, under the apparel. Nabbing a pinch of her undergarment, she tugged upon it, making the otherwise flexible wear reaching and dig in-between her nether regions. It was impossible to get her damp panties wetter - but apparently as she sawed the panty string along her labia folds, it was definitely potential. Courtney gasped out in ignite moan as she watched with pleasure as Scarlett slipped herself massagingly upon her commanders body.

"Having fun, yet ? I love the way binding girl is serenading us with her own lusty desires. Don't you ?"Scarlett spoke huskily as she slipped down Duke's physical structure as he sat in the electric chair. With dexterous digit, Scarlett undid his armed forces issue pants. Duke's member throbbed under his gasp and it was clearly detectable, more so when Scarlett finally began to unzip the gasp. Out popped his already well hardened cock, peeking gloriously from under his lax boxers.

Exhaling, Duke leaned back in the chair as he felt scarlet's pale colored fingers nimbly run up and down his shaft, each time she stroked, her bobby pin tightened, tugging and slowly pulling the cock completely free from the boxers which now rest just under his aching ball sack. Duke, having had his eyes closed from sheer pleasure soon began to afford them and look down into his lap. Was Scarlett… Shana really doing this ! She might not have been naked but that was the furthest thing in his mind right now as her clapper lashed at his putz. With one playful stroke of Scarlett's clapper, she took in a generous clod of precum which had been oozing on the tip of his large, mushroom head.

"Oh yeah…"Duke said laughing a little under his breathe, sinking back into the temper -- - and the chairwoman."You think you can handle it, Master police sergeant O'Hare ?"

"We will just bear to see, won't we ?"Scarlett teased as her silky subdued helping hand gripped around the shaft, firmly stroking it, her thumb pressing tenderly onto the paunch of the genus Phallus. Her pout, purposefully brilliantly crimson lips wrapped around the head, slipping it past them she accepted the cock down to where her precisely stroking hand resided.

"seminal fluid over here Courtney, you look like you need to be touched."Duke said, feeling in a partially giving climate, his birthday or not ! The flaming hot Aythya americana walked over to her command. Leaning in, her tongue swirled around his lips in expectation. She bent down, some of her fire-engine red pilus curtained over dukes face as she leaned in for a buss. Though curly, it was extremely long. Duke felt it on his sullen breathing chest. As they kissed, blanket girl took her own manpower and ran them along his shirt, slipping it upward. Scarlett, sensing the movements ; with cock in one hand, a good portion of it inbedded deeply in her back talk, she allowed her detached hand to slip up against his now naked chest, feeling his muscles. orange red herself was not by any means weak- where she was business 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 elbow room desperately wanted it off. Scarlett continued to suckle on the cock, balls now ungripped, and concealment Girl was leaning and making out with Duke."I have wanted to do this for so long. Not… exactly this… but I am not complaining."blanket Girl said between buss.

"Neither am I"

Duke let out a moan as Scarlett happened to say something also, but with his hammer lodged so far into her tidal bore mouthpiece, he only felt the odd crusade and foreign ace. But God, did it experience proficient.

Cover miss took a fistful of Scarlets straight tomentum, tugging it from its position inbetween her breasts, and cover girl offered her own little helping bridge player by pushing Shana down against the dick, burying her font in it. She accepted, with a little struggling and gags. Scarlett obviously enjoyed having her air force officer hilted in her warm, wet mouth.

Cover daughter with her former helping hand started to quickly divest, but it was not fast enough for Duke. Duke grabbed at the flimsy spell of revealing dress and pulled to each side, ripping it in one-half, cleanly to iron boot. The seams undid themselves accordingly and all covering fire female child needed to do was slip from the shoulder strap of frock.

"That's one way of doing it."blanket Girl chuckled, licking her rim. She wore no bra. Cover Girl's breasts were pudgy, hanging just ever so lightly, dropping under the weight of their clearly fat contents. But they bounced and jiggled so invitingly that Duke was forced to immediately address them with a feverish, aroused, hungry travelling bag. The flesh squeezed between his finger's breadth before Cover lady friend leaned forward, her hands absorbed around Duke's head, using it as financial support, just rubbing her naked, flaccid tanned arms in his blonde hair. With her organic structure arched, she dangled her breasts just out of Dukes mouths reach. Twirling a nipple in his finger's breadth, he brought his dentition down upon it, pulling it so covert Girl got a little closer. Both hands gripped one breast as he fit the fatten up thing into his lustful mouth.

Scarlett was doing his job rather well down there, but eventually she let the fellow member leak her mouth, this fourth dimension much longer then a external respiration pause. She stood up, her hands grazing along the shot as she watched the scene of Duke and Cover young lady going at it. Turning around, her hands now slipped her dim bikini hindquarters to the side as she sat down onto Dukes lap. Duke had noticed Scarletts absent actions but frankly, he and natural covering Girl were doing just fine until he felt a little patch of hairsbreadth rub against her turncock before a gob was placed upon his foreland.

Scarlett continued to descend herself upon Duke's cock. Her pussy was wet, just soaking wet, and hot, just the aright combination to entice the air force officer cock to tense up and get that much more keeled. Scarlett's kitty was tight, it was forced to be pushed open, and a lot of pushing and pressure was needed to broaden her suffocating gripping tight twat. Duke had fingered that Scarlett only really could use two or three fingerbreadth to get herself off. Her lovely ambrosia ran down the beam of his cock, the stream of slowly, yet gushing cream slipped down his clod sack and dripped to the base steadily as Scarlett continued to ram the cock deeper into her burning, needy cunnie.

"Oh god yes !"Shana screamed out as her body gyrated, each whirling gave birth to a new shudder of excitement and passion from Shana's trembling body. It felt so right as she rob that hammer underneath her. Wickedly, orange red tightened her pussy, choking the cock so much so that even if Duke wanted to orgasm, he might not be capable to. She tightened herself ever so quickly, just enough to hug herself as she ascended and descended upon the length of that girthy, throbbing cock.

Cover young woman took her handwriting and reached around to the glide, elegant torso of the swim fix Scarlett. Seeking out with her fingers, she finally grazed upon Scarlett's clit, rubbing it heatedly as she watched Duke suck her fat tanned breast."Don't think you can just cum inside her and not me."Cover lady friend laughed softly as she closed her eyes, soaking in the sentience of his harsh, full-blooded suckles of her highly raw breasts. Cover Girl rubbed her chest against Duke's fount, squishing his face in between her pillowy sonant breasts. With mammilla as hard as a rock and as big as a cherry red, she enjoyed rubbing it against Dukes lips, teasing herself and him at the Same time.

Like a dog in warmth, Cover fille, with legs slightly parted, rubbed her crotch against Duke's arm. Duke noticed this and placed a strong hand against her crotch, his fingerbreadth were unstoppable, not even the panty could slow his rush. His fingers slipped into Courtney's dripping cunnie. The phone of their entrance and feverish movements resounded clearly, apart from Shana's gasping groan and screams of blissfulness.

"Cum for me Duke !"Scarlett grasped, she was now in the throes of her own deep, passionate coming because of the cock inside her, but Cover Girl was very much a broker of her mind-blowing and quick climax. concealment Girl smiled as her eyes rolled up into her head."Oh god, just like… like that"The model orange red spoke tenderly as she felt her own illuminating, sensual sexual climax race upon her lithe, gymnastic dead body. That itch was getting scratched all to well from two duncical digit duke produced animalistic ally inside her.

Duke as well orgasmed, feeling the wetness gushing down his script, with breasts smashing against his face, and a provocative knocking of his turncock lodged just so perfectly inside Shana's gasping, trousering, tensing body wasfar too much for him to hold on any thirster. One of his arms wrapped around vermilion'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 secure orgasm of his life.

binding Girl sat upon the desk, panting. Duke lay in the chairman, smiling. Shana leaned against Dukes inviolable chest, sighing in contentment.

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

"Were you wearing a condom, Duke ?"binding Girl asked sofly, sighing from such an coming.

"No…"He said distantly.

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

"Really ! tinker's dam 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 damn rightfulness it is. ”