I bet you never thought you’d hear me say your cyber name in person. It is also so you but now it’s time for the big reveal. I can feel your pubes...with my fingers inside. So sexy to have my fingers inside your jeans. Mmmm, I like that feeling. Now let’s unzip and let me see if you actually have more gray hairs around Caesar than your pictures show.“Kind of hard to tell by firelight but let’s get these jeans off you for a better look. Lift your flat butt up when I tell you…lift…“Well, there you. .. what's he doing? He's opening the door, pulling me out. Not really pulling, it's like I want to go with him, but I can't do it on my own, so he is helping me. I'm so sleepy I can't think straight. Now all five guys are standing around me. Greg is talking to me, but I can't quite understand what he is saying, something about me acting like a slut, and they're going to make me pay for it. What is he talking about?Now Greg and the cute hose guy are unbuttoning my blouse and unhooking my bra,. We had had enough, and wanted only to go home.At the end of December 1945, I was seconded to the 4th Australian Base to assist with their clearing operations. Our Roman Catholic Bishop - or maybe he was Church of England - had moved in and was given a group of huts. He had been given a few vehicles, and I took him truckloads of wheels, tyres, tools and other equipment no longer required, rather than take it to be buried in a dump. There was a ship at the wharf, and on one of my trips I picked. I turned around and he gently undid my pants and rubbed his face on my tented underwear, forcing my erection from side to side sending delicious signals to my brain. The other guys had finished and the guy that had cum, walked past and left, while the other guy started stroking his erect cock and masturbating at the sight of us. I didn’t mind but the guy who was giving me his undivided attention wanted privacy. Just as my underwear was getting wet with pre-cum, he stood up and asked if I’d.