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Morgan was left alone inside the cabin but a dozen soldiers remained behind, patrolling it non-stop. Something must have cumshot happened. Jack didn't see her until later that morning when CG Murphy arrived with a group of Hardcore Officers. He watched as the Captain. General walked inside the cabin, returning soon after with her wrapped in a black sheet in his arms. He carried her out of the house towards an SUV, obviously trying to hide her naked body under the thin cover. She had her legs wrapped around his hips, her head sleepily hanging over his shoulder. He tucked in his chin to kiss her as he walked, looking down at her the whole time. Jack hated the sight of it, he didn't expect her to just fall all over him but he also didn't understand her having any semblance of a relationship with these blowjob fuckers. They terrorize and kill people, have raped and enslaved her and are the epitome of evil. They are not worth the risk of playing these games. Even if she was good at faking it and to amateur Jack... It didn't look like she was faking it. CG Murphy lowered her into the SUV before stepping back to talk to his Officers. Jack watched him climb in moments later, his soldiers closing the door behind them. As the SUV drove off, Jack felt his neck stiffen and his shoulders tense up. She was here completing orders, letting these monsters violate her body over and over again. He needed to find out what the fuck was so important she would do this asian to herself. What could possibly compel her to choose staying with them over leaving with him? Jack clicked on his mic, lifting his gear over his back. "Dispatch can you hear me?" Jack asked, following the SUV as it went up the dirt road. "Jack! This is Mark... Jack... You there?..." Jack stopped moving, trying to get a clear signal to come in on his headset. "Mark? What are you doing with Dispatch?" "Jack! Where... you?! Nazi's... down the... We can't... get a... in there..." Jack heard the screech of his disrupted transmission finally cutting out. They must have locked down the area. He hasn't been able to get a good signal since late last night. Moving quickly, he ran through the woods following the road towards CG Murphy's house. It was in the North Quadrant, a better area to try to get a signal. { Author's Note: By the way, it amateur was very common for Chris and I to laugh and joke with each other during sex. She held her hand cumshot over the spurting “Well, actually I’m here for blowjob both work and play if that’s alright with you,” she says smiling back at me. I flailed violently in the chair as the wriggling current surged from my twat into my ass, contracting orgasmic muscles in series of involuntary reactions. Sonja would be standing over the sink, gnawing on the turkey neck like a bone from a butcher shop. In the elevator she tongue kissed me and undid her coat to show me her very impressive tits. Without asian hesitation, Jill pulled off her T-shirt and tossed it aside. He gave her a few more licks before rising. “Yeah, the red one is a Hardcore Winchester 12-gauge pump-action shotgun and—yes—it is loaded. All in all, we are supposed to have about 32 people on our side of this mission.