John Doe

John stood at exactly 5 foot 9 which bothered him immensely he much of the time lied about his height claiming he was in fact 5 foot 11 or even 6 foot when feeling particularly bold. He was a muscle bound man in his tight vest covering a skin tight long sleeved grey shirt with grey skin tight leggings combat boots, a helmet and visor just like every other guard in the base. However his thick meaty muscular thighs and toned muscle bound masculine muscular marbled ass definately made him stand out along with his bulging biceps that strained his tight shirt and wide lats. His jaw was very defined much like the other guards.

he stood at a small aervice door to the tunnel which led to many tracks spread out across the island. These tracks were populated by small vehicles that patrolled the island.

John ordinarily would be elsewhere but they were transporting some missiles and the higher ups believed he was needed to secure the entrance.

meanwhile on the other side of the door peeping through a crack was the milfy elastigirl who was now **** to stare at Johns toned ass.