With Gwen moving away satisfied but certainly with no thoughts of sitting down, Alan wiped his face before again sitting on the chair, cock erect, and...turning his attention to Mavis."Your turn Mavis, bare your arse please," he said.Mavis had been transfixed by what had been going on and had almost forgotten that she was to be spanked but she removed her skirt and decidedly damp knickers and after a glance at the erect penis that she soon expected in her cunt she put herself over Alan's. She flipped her skirt up onto her back and planted her elbows on the table. Like most of the women in the hollow, she didn"t wear panties, so Jem was immediately treated to a view of her furry sausage-warmer. "Ain"t been gittin" much since Hank got kicked in the nuts. I reckon I can use a good poke." Jem"s big cock slid as smoothly into his sister"s quim as a torpedo sliding into a torpedo tube. Holding her tightly by the hips, he began thrusting into her. "SLAP-SLAP-SLAP-SLAP." The sound of. Black had already made arrangements for our pickup via a U.S. Naval Battle Group that was nearby. USS Abraham Lincoln Carrier Strike Group 9 sent the USS Street a destroyer to pick us up. We were quickly moved to the Abe Lincoln and put on a plane back to Virginia. Mr. Black was waiting for us along with several other alphabet soup types. Everyone wanted all the information we picked up, when we refused to deal with any of them we were held in lock up for several hours. It gave them just enough. I danced a few dances with Mark, then with my brother Tim. A slow dance started and John, Mark's father asked me to dance with him.He held me close, and I put my head on his shoulder. I don't know what kind of perfume he was wearing but it smelled real good and had a strange effect on me - it made me relax completely. And then I felt it. A bulge started growing on the front of John's pants, and it was growing upwards. The thing simply did not stop growing. It grew over his belt, and then over.