His broad shoulders made him look more like a football professional rather than a military man. The faint scent of a woodsy male cologne wafted across...to Sandra's nostrils making her undies even wetter than before."Sit over here by me, sir, we are delighted that you have joined us for dinner and a nice conversation."The ordinarily calm, cool, and collected officer seemed a little out of his depth flanked by two beautiful females whose body language said only one thing."Fuck me!"Still, he was. You told me last night that you feared death but I wasn't really listening to you. You showed me compassion and I gave you none in return."Travis shook his head with a slight laugh, "That's crazy. You needed me last night and I was there for you. That movie wasn't what either of us expected. I gave you my hand because you needed it."Anya started tapping with her other index finger on her left knee."You are a kind man but that is not what I mean. You are afraid of death, and that is a terrible. Baker took the other towel and began to dry his stomach and hips. Her face was only inches from his now growing erection. Then she turned him to his side and began to dry his buttocks.Electric shocks began to course through Ryan as he felt her hands, under the warm towel, wiping his buttocks and the backs of his thighs. When she turned him back around, his penis was fully erect and pointing at her face. Without missing a beat she used the towel to wipe his pubic hair and then she gently. As she positioned herself between his legs she let her fingernails gently run up his inner thighs. As she continued to delicately run her fingernails up and down his thighs she began to blow warm breaths along his soft dick. The sensation of the warm air caused him to take in a deep groaning breath as his eyes sleepily opened. It took him a few seconds to comprehend what was happening, but when he did a smile lit up his face as he whispered "Good Morning Baby." Her auburn red hair fell in.