I was a 23 year old six foot tall lanky gentleman from a small town just north of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. I graduated from the West Point Air Acad...my near the top of my class in early 1943. I wasn’t the most dashing looking man but on the other hand I had no problem socializing with the young ladies while on leave in London either. I had dark brown hair, blue-green eyes and a firm ruggedly handsome face, so the ladies told me. As she jotted down things in her diary, leaning toward the. It was after all a glorious glistening olive toned meat that I felt like fondling. His thick neck folds were so deep it was almost like running my fingers through a wet pussy. He smelled of a deep musky odor mixed with the perfume that he wore. The longer we lip locked, I could feel the aroma of his horny scent fill my lungs. He smelled like anger, vigor and basic sexual desire rolled into one. His odor remains so memorable, one that can make a cock throb with yearning and burst with joy juice.. “This is quite the way to wake up!”“Well, maybe we can make a regular routine out of it,” Emma said with a wry smile before returning to work.The feeling of Emma’s lips pressing on his sensitive skin was intense. He used his hands to knead her hips before sliding moving on to her butt cheeks. His fingers left brief red marks in the soft, white globes... Her position above him kept her cheeks spread wide apart and Brent let his thumbs slide into the crevice of her ass-crack. At one point, his. She strained her eyes in the moonlight but still saw nothing. It couldn't be too close, the tripwire, although not originally planned, and infrared beams would be broken if anything passed through them. There was no unusual sound coming from the camp to indicate that they had any concerns. She relaxed.Then as if a curtain had been drawn back the Yowie appeared in front of her. Lindsey opened her eyes wide, her mouth formed a scream but no sound came. Her throat had tightened, constricted with.