The coarse body hair bit at Bryton’s soft, slender fingers as they moved up Luke’s firm torso. “Mmhmm,” moaned the cocksucker.“Good boy,” ...ntimated the Aussie. “We don’t have a lot of time. Get up and turn around.”Bryton knew all too well the life on a submarine. People were always milling about. Everyone spoke in low voices because someone was always sleeping. Security was constantly doing rounds. Privacy did not exist. This was risky.Bryton stood and turned around. He pulled down his fatigues. I shivered with anticipation and wandered why he was doing this to me. Couldn’t he see how badly I wanted this?He took his other hand and ran it through my hair and down my back the whole while smiling. I saw his fangs magically grow as he reached the base of my back. “Are you afraid?” he asked. “No” I answered quickly.He came closer to me and kissed me softly on the lips. As he did so he pushed me onto the cold damp grown and positioned himself on top of me. “This time there won’t be. She lay there with my fingers churning in her drooling pussy and Jack kissing her, nibbling on her ear, and gently biting her soft neck all the while toying with her breasts. He brushed his fingers over her hard nipples, pinching and pulling them and sinking his fingers deep into her soft breasts. Angel was moaning and whimpering as we attended to her magnificent body. ‘Ohhhgoddd… you boys are gonna make me cum… ohhhh…’ she groaned and we knew that she was very close. I glanced in the rear view. The bulging head makes contact with the crevice between her asscheeks. It stops. Either unable to squeeze into the tight orafice or halting due to her hesitation. She rises, then descends with the same effect. The very tip pressed against the wrinkles of its barrier inside. Then away again.This was not good enough. I let her know this.Finally, she pushes through. Barely. The head of my cock finally disappearing between the crack. As an anal virgin, that was her limit as she rocked to and fro.