So fucking good inside me." I reveled in the sensation, feeling wonderfully alive, and I rocked, fucking the boy's cock slowly.I felt the warmth of th... afternoon sunlight on my back as I leaned forward to caress his arms and his chest, covered with a sprinkling of hair, and played with his nipples. It was so thrilling to be doing this in the open air, where my fence gave scant protection from any eyes that might be watching them. My heart exulted in the possibility that I could be seen,. The C&M crew had been working on the vessel with a view to working up and acceptance trials. External power was connected and all the systems were on line except for the weapon and EW equipment.The yard offices contained the all the construction records, parts lists and operations' manuals. Each Flock member snapped up 'their' manuals and settled down for a 'good read'. They had brought e-rats with them so as not to impose on the resources of the C&M people. They napped during the night in that. There is no clock and so I don't know the exact time. I guess it's maybe half past six in the morning.I feel quite good considering what I went through yesterday.There's no mirror, either. I run my hand through my hair, only there is no hair, of course, just my bare scalp. My arm brushes my nose ring and when I swallow, my tongue feels swollen and tender. My buttocks are still sore from the attentions of Ylena, my Gaspazha.The feeling that I had on waking of being rested is replaced by anxiety. It was something we would often fight about. She would always give some lame excuse and I would usually just give up and go in the bathroom and jerk myself off to one of the lingerie catalogs she had. What the bitch needed any kind of lingerie I would never know. She sure as hell wasn't wearing it for me. I hated my life. I was once a strong confident man. I could have any woman I wanted, but now after years of being married to her I was nothing more than a shadow of my old self. I was.