I quickly removed my shorts and her leggings. I went near her navel and inserted my tongue into it and licked her there nicely she was withering she c...uldn’t lay still she was moaning like crazyI slowly went down and ripper her panties off with my tongue and inhaled the sweet smell of pussy juice. I kissed her inner thighs and blew air on her vagina she was holding my head and pushing me to lick her ohhhhhh pls lick me its so good u make me feeel ssoooo goood . Then i started licking her pussy. It still does. My eyes were closed so I couldn`t see anything. As he was massaging my tits, he was by my head. And the more he moved, the more I could feel his crotch against my head. I didn`t respond to it. He must have a pretty good package which I plan on discovering soon. He then went down to my legs, poured oil and rubbed them real good. My pussy was the only thing left for him to play with. He spread my legs and exposed my wet pussy. Yeah I was wet from the hot massage. He poured his oil. ‘Do you hear something Bob?’ said one man to the other ‘I think I heard a female.’ ‘Ain’t no females living in these parts,’ Jo replied back ‘go back to sleep.’ ‘But…’ ‘But nothing,’ Jo silenced him. Yvonne had thought she heard voices from the office in front so walking towards the door she peeped through the glass. There sat two men, one asleep and the other watching the broken down T.V. on the table in front of them. They looked drunk- they were both well shaven and quite slender, their. “You’re Militia?” she asked me now with surprise.“Butterbar,” I winked at her.“Butterbar? Is that your surname or nickname?” she teased me.“It’s a euphemism for my rank. Second Lieutenant Ralph H. Walker, Militia Nursing Corps. We’re called ‘butterbars’ because we have a single gold bar instead of a single silver one, such as the first lieutenants have. I just finished my tour of duty in North Carolina. Winston-Salem, Raleigh theaters,” I explained, even as she prepared to order something from.