To hell with it, I'll go in pants and a tee-shirt.The Gunny's room was eight doors down the curved hall. Junior thought about it, just before he knock...d, and realized Deb's hand was at work there, also. If tonight goes like I think it will, there is no way I want to be within hearing distance of this room.Predictably, that thought led him to wonder how long his current dry spell would be. It's not as if there are legions of women in Arlington who want to throw themselves at a man in a Marine. One hot summer evening Mrs O and two of her friends were sitting on a bench in the local park when one of the older local lads who they knew, Scott, approached them and started to make small talk. After a few minutes of laughing and joking Scott asked if the girls fancied going back to his house as his parents were away and he had the place to himself and that there was plenty of alcohol should they fancy a couple of drinks. After a bit of deliberating the girls agreed and the four of them. He worked lower and lower while Mike continued to fuck my face until his fingers past my tiny butt hole. Suddenly I felt his fingers find my sex and I felt more dirty and ashamed then ever. His finger rubbed over my lower lips several times and then worked to push between them. As Mike worked to move his hips in a rhythm Scott began to plunge his finger inside me. I was ashamed to be very wet and knew he realized it and took advantage of it working the finger inside me more. “Swallow,” I. We ended up with a compromise by going early and staying just for about an hour, then it was back to the garden she'd fallen in love with and couldn't wait to get back to!I called in at the shop on the way back to enquire as to how our vegetables had gone down at his son's shop and was pleasantly surprised to hear that he'd almost sold out completely and wanted a similar order for the next day."That's great Mr Patel" I said, "But you do realise don't you that at this rate, I'll have none left.