It did not take long in till I started to feel a tingling feeling down there were Dave was rubbing me and Sophie. As I looked over at Sophie I saw her...panties getting a wet spot were he was rubbing her. As I look down I notice so was I. As I looked up at my bros I could see there hands moving faster up and down in there pants as I then just closed my eyes and enjoyed the felling of Dave's fingers rubbing on my pussy over my panties. As I started to moan Sophie was too. Then that is when I felt. "I know, but not now. We're here."A break in the long line of hedges, on the right, finally appeared. At the break was a drive, and a wrought iron gate. Standing at the gate was Grant Phipps, one of the many new members. He was a big man, standing about six foot five, but was also very kind and gentle. He had an unruly mop of brown hair. While he wasn't retarded, he was not the brightest of men. He worked as janitor in the church, and groundskeeper for this new property.Grant looked through the. I was on a hair trigger but I knew it was our signal. So I took Dan’s monster with both hands and felt Greg pull away and get the lube. I started to scoot back and looked over at the ladies. They were watching very intently and looked really, really hot and bothered and they were sitting really really close and I swear Donna had unholstered her left tit (my personal one) and squeezing it. It was like turning things up and I started chugging Dan’s cock with both hands. There was so much saliva. In our culture the female form is revered so we deliberately wear tight suits that accentuate our assets showing our enemies we are proud women who have no fear in wearing revealing uniforms, some people respect us for that, but of course not all and especially the Amazonians.As a Captain I am distinguished from a normal Trooper by wearing a red riding helmet the rest of the girls wear black, unfortunately this does make me a target when we are on patrol but more of that later.As I mentioned.