..He took the back of my hair in one of his hands and with the other he guided his big black member to my pink lips I opened my mouth and he shoved hi... cock in it tasted salty and musky and I gagged a little as he pushed it deeper inside I put my hand against his groin and the contrast of my white skin against his was extreme I looked like a ghost then he began to fuck my face and the spit ran down my chin as he did...I was thinking like crazy to myself OMFG what the hell did I get myself into. I asked her if she was ready to go again, she smiled add stood up. She started taking off her dress some of the guys helping out. She went over to the empty bed guys following her and getting ready to fuck her and get sucked. I went to the other bed and joined the others and started fucking the woman there while the other guys caressed her. I started off slow she mentioned she had been at a party the previous night and was a little sore. Fucked her quickening the pace looking over at the wife. They were met by the squadron leader, Major Brian Althrop, a troop leader, Captain Randy Asquith, and his troop sergeant, Sergeant Mick Thompson. Having welcomed them Major Althrop left them saying he would see them all again at lunch. The other two led them to the canteen where they were fed buns and orange or lemon squash. While this was going on Captain Asquith told them that they would be split into two groups of ten. He would take one group and Sergeant Thompson the other. One group would. ”She wasn’t feeling it, though. Damn, that woman and her prudish and conservative domination of others. For all she cared, she could shove it where only a dog would find it interesting. That brought back a not-yet-healed painful memory. Butch had been run over just outside on the neighborhood road. She had always been suspicious. Sam was good about staying in yard, but Butch was used to all the land around the house in Arizona and never really accepted the limitation of life here. The teenagers.