I heard him zip the tent back up and he flicked on a battery operated lantern that he brought with him. The light illuminated the tent and I tossed ba...k the unzipped sleeping bag, letting him see my naked body. My knees were locked together, blocking his view of my pussy, but I caressed my breasts as I watched him pull off his shirt and unbuckle his pants. I sat up and grabbed his hands, pulling them away from his belt. I unfastened it myself and pulled at the button to undo it, lowering his. Mark wasn't interested in enemy secrets. He took my figurine, hands bound behind the back, kneeling position (GI Joe of that time was fortunate to have articulating joints...thanks Hasbro!) and then Mark would position his guy standing in front, hands on hips, and pull his uniform pants to the knees. Pushing my guys face to his Joe's crotch, Mark would say stuff like "you commie faggots love sucking big American cock, don't you?". He would manipulate the two soldiers into a very convincing. I could only take about three quarters of it downmy throat at first, but she knelt down next to me and encouraged me withher hand on the back of my head. I loved feeling of her pushing my headdown on it and quickly remembered the feeling of surrendering. By the timeshe was finished with me I could bob my head up and down the whole length!My efforts were rewarded with a mouthful of cum, of course.After a few more lessons she asked me if I thought I was ready for a realcock. I fell to my knees. “I have this down to a science. I’ll be back to have another drink with you in five minutes.”“I hope Bill makes it home in time to get laid,” Kate said as she took her refilled glass from Mal.“I know his wife,” Mitch said from the kitchen. He was drying his hands on a towel as he joined the other two and retrieved his glass. As Mitch dropped ice cubes in the tumbler, he told Kate, “His wife, Nancy, will be waiting for him. If he wins any money, Bill gets a BJ. If he loses, he has to take care.