She smiled as her eyes widened.“Oh wow that is fucking big, do you think it will fit in my young cunt, oh fuck Rich let me suck it; I wanted to tast... your cock in my mouth. Please let me suck your cock and cum in my mouth”!I pulled her up and began to rub my cock along her lips as her tongue flicked out over my helmet I grabbed two bunches of her hair and slowly began to push my cock into her sweet young mouth thinking to myself how I was fucking her mouth just hours after I had sodomised her. I did not know what we could do to preserve the plane itself. Besides, with one bad set of tires and limited fuel, I didn’t know how we could use the plane.The women suggested that we explore the bunker system to see what was really here. Looking at a map did not do much to tell us what we had stumbled upon. That sounded like a good idea, so I decided to accompany them. As a safety precaution, I asked them to take their Barettas and I would take an L-gun. As long as we were down here in the. Rusty was glad it was Friday because he had the weekend off. He headed out the main gate of the Naval Air Station, turned left and walked 200 yards to the small covered city bus stop. Rusty would make the city bus to San Francisco. This had been his routine for the past fourteen months when he had the weekend off. This weekend would be anything, but routine he would learn by Sunday afternoon. It would be a weekend he would remember the rest of his life. The bus arrived Rusty paid his fare. He. ?" Yes," he answered. "You know the one with chantilly lace on it. It's sovery pretty and I would feel horrible if it was ruined. That sort of lacehas to be handwashed, and besides the cups would not hold their shapemuch longer if it got into the machine"I was at a total loss for words. This was beyond surreal - my husband wasteaching me the proper care of lacey bras. And did he just say chantillylace? Mike my strong manly man who before would probaly not even noticeor know the difference.