In order to do what your saying I would have to drive to the second location and leave from there to get home.” Boy, she got pissed. I’m sure a lo... of you can see her point. I can see her point as well. However, my brain doesn’t process information like it used to. Rather than risk getting all jumbled up it is easier for me to A. Follow the route I was currently on or B. Drive to the second location and go home from there. Trying to jump into the middle of a map is hard for me. If I did it I. .. I felt hands sliding up and down my chest .... playing with my nipples.... touching the nape of my neck.... down my thighs....Someone slipped his fingers into the top of my jockstrap and pulled the fabric away from my belly and then two other hands slipped down and started fondling my hard cock."mmmm nice hardon you have" I was told. Do you want to fuck?"Yes" I answered. I wanted to fuck a lot.Mack called out "Tina!" and the cute girl that was serving came over.Mack said, I want you two to. Captain Carl Fitzgerald, USN, was the Commanding Officer of the nuclear aircraft carrier John F. Kennedy. He was scanning the horizon from the bridge. It had taken him 30 years to get this command. He watched as an F-18 was launched from the deck. It reminded him of his own days as a fighter jock. The smile on his face could be seen by any who cared to look at the old man. It was too bad he would be retiring in two more months.He left the bridge for his stateroom. The Marines were well dressed. “How did it go?” she asked when she got in the apartment.“I brought some books to study. Hah!”“You should have seen them last week. Which one is drier?” She was already taking off her blouse. She grabbed a diaper as a spit cloth.“I just changed this one.”“Okay, John, you’re up first.” She pulled the office chair into the dining room, got John, sat in the chair, and opened her blouse. John fastened on and sucked. “You’re not done yet, Karen.” Indeed, Karen took care of Paul until John was quite.