Yes I remembered it like it was yesterday.I had been home on leave before heading back to Nam for my third tour. I liked it over there, I guess becau...e no one was ever shooting at me like most of the other fellas over there. I was in administration, a Sergeant in the Army, E-6 on my way to an E-8 by the time I retired after my twenty. Anyway, I was heading back to Fort Ord near Monterey and I was kind of tired having boarded that bus a 0730.I know three people got on the bus in Woodburn; two. I want to take your shirt off and rub my hands over the tenderness of your muscles. I want to feel you smile into the kiss. I’ll take your pants off, and grab you through your boxers. I’ll bite my lip and act like this is my first time. I’ll rip your boxers off and stroke you until you’re hard. Then I’ll put you in my mouth and suck and lick you, until you’re groaning. While I’m sucking you, you’ll unhook my bra and let it fall to the floor, palming my tits. When you’re just about to cum, I’ll. We chatted a few times on the internet.” She immediately smiled, and said “Oh yes, I remember you.” We chatted for a while, until her husband Craig returned. When he came back, I introduced myself, and invited them up to my suite, for some drinks, and conversation. (My company tends to overspend on travel, so I had a rather large “parlor suite” with a hot tub, a fully stocked bar, and a great view of the Las Vegas Strip.) After a few more drinks, we were all feeling pretty comfortable, so I. We should all have such problems; they were gorgeously round and dangling, and soon she was pressing my face in between them, swaying gently back and forth so that her boobs caressed my face.She moved up, my nose rubbing against her soft, round little belly until she was standing over me on the arms of the couch, her panties in my face. She gyrated her crotch over me, pantomiming rubbing herself up and down my lips. She'd done this before, but this time she came closer and closer, until-- she.