"Steady on, now." Alice was back to playing it coy. "Let me."Kneeling in front of the strapping six footer, Alice tugged at the top button of his Levi.... His bulging cock made it harder to undo to the buttons, but she wasn't in a hurry. Finally pulling his fly open, Alice leaned forward and nuzzled against his cotton clad firmness. Reaching around his waist, she peeled his jeans down to his knees.Her hands ran across the hard smooth skin of his thighs. Cupping his firm ass in her hands, she. 2In profile, in the limelight,She stands against a blue, mottled background,Wearing a blue jacket with a satin collarSlid down over her biceps to hangFrom her forearms, down her arched back,Head back, face horizontal, swirling hair,Her right breast a slope to rotundity,Nipple pointing straight ahead,The belly a firm slope that glides downTo the firm, alabaster thigh.The eye plunges past knee, along calf,To the pompoms on the toesOf her high heels,EndingIn a blossom of Amarillo fire.3Right-angle. More erotic, sexier. I watched his tongue trace up and down inside the groove between my legs, the one that I wanted his cock spreading open soon, oh, I wanted it so badly. I parted my labia with my fingers as his tongue flicked all around the opening to my deepest, most intimate love haven, each lick sending me higher and higher. "Ryan, omigod, Ryan, oh, what you're doing is so wonderful, mmm, right there, yes, oh, you are right there, it's perfect, UUH, UUH, UH, uh, uh, mmm, mmm," I moaned as. The rendezvous would be over the horizon from land, and the boat would be able to make it to a few dozen sites over the course of a week, clandestinely listening or depositing, say, special warfare team members. Given all the fuel the boat could carry, it could then conduct ferry operations and bring mission supplies – food, mostly – along the Banana Republics' and Fucked-Up Dictatorships' coasts for weeks on station. Joint Task Force 4 was on station off Panama, performing LEOPS (Law.