They slid in an out, sometimes caressing, sometimes probing hard. I undulated over him, swinging back my head every time I let out a long moan or shri...l as if I were dancing to the tempo of my very own song. He stopped and swiftly lowered me by my ass to the top of his penis. I slid down his shaft very swiftly and slippery. I rose up slowly, feeling his cock rub against my inner walls. I rode him slowly up and down until I felt the sharp sting of his palm against the cheek of my ass. I felt my. "On the drive home, mom kept prodding and questioning me about how I ever learned to do "that thing" she saw me performing on Rachel. She wanted to know where I ever got the idea to do that with a female, she must have asked it 10 times before we arrived home. She wanted to know how long it had been going on, what other types of things we had been doing, and where we had been doing them. When I didn't answer she became enraged, yelling at me "her and my father never done anything like that", I. I was not sure about it but Matt said it would be fun so we dressed in knickers and bras pulled on tracksuits and headed along to the next town popping into a pub for a few pints to help us both relax before moving on to a public toilet in a park that Matt said was quite quiet except for the gay sex and wanking that men enjoyed there. When we got close to the toilet Matt had a quick look around before we walked into the small tiled Victorian building that had two sinks one long urinal and three. Fred, Bing, Bo and I were those someones.We found the pilot after a thirty minute search and all of us left the area on the jungle penetrator of an air rescue Jolly Green Giant dispatched from Thailand.We flew off one other time after another F-100 pilot, but this one's radio never came on and we couldn't locate the crash site. It was hard not to notice that those F-100s fell out of the sky with alarming regularity.After our week at Dak To, we were the recon company chore boys for a week. We.