<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-cd0.pinimg.com/736x/d9/98/1e/d9981e79a951efe0acb3b4d05f1a5ac1.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Jena Hargreave<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Firing range observation room<br/><strong>Action:</strong>Continuing Floor Workout<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Hailey<br/><br/><br/>"Teasin's half the fun, darlin'.  Other half is the blowoff after the tease..."<br/><br/>Jena cocked her head at her new buddy's next question, looking puzzled for a second. "Safe? Don't...OH!"  She chuckled, before slipping down a bit further between Hailey's thighs to run a smooth cheek along the sheman's painfully hard cock. "If yer worried about knockin' me up, girl, don't be. Bugs took carea that little problem for me. Like I said- they got some odd ideas of fun..." The last words had a bitter edge, but it was unlikely Hailey noticed it much, since immediately after Jena slid two fingers deep into the Aussie's tight flower, cupping her small sack at the same time- and engulfed the first four inches of the offered snack in her hot, wet mouth, laving the underside of it with her tongue.