The man turned at the sound of my feet on the steel deck.“Rebecca...”“Father?” I’m a bit stiff with him.“I’m sorry...”He actually look... and sounds sorry, and I relaxed a little. “Mother?”“Still the same.”“Oh.” I took a couple of steps toward him, and he spread his arms. Suddenly, I don’t know how, I was there, wrapped up in his arms. It was almost as good as being in Joe’s arms.“Sweetie,” he went on, “I’m really sorry you felt you had to run away, and I’m desperately sorry about what happened. “Do you want me to stroke it when you cum or do you want to do it?” I asked. He said he would so he could aim it. Before he could finished his sentence I took his full length in my mouth and fought desperately to keep it there rolling my tongue and sucking on him. I felt his fingers slide between my lips and his groan indicating he was ready. I slid off him just in time, dropping down a few inches to give him a good angle and opened my mouth slightly. He immediately began shooting arcing ropes. Margret continued taking notes and asking questions of the three as Nancy broke out the chow box and began distributing the goodies. She barely interrupted the four as she handed them their lunches. Miller and Budzinski didn't pay much attention to her, either.Miller pouted as she complained to Budzinski, "I've been granted pregnancy leave, but can't get anyone to make a baby in me. I'm feeling very rejected." I'm shipping back out in two days," Budzinski countered."How long do you think it. We stayed close, though, and let her melons rubbed on my chest. I wasn't very hairy, so I got to feel her perfectly. Once again, the romantic element of doing it outside under the moon was invigorating, to say the least.I kept our lips within a couple of inches of hers, and we kissed from time to time too, but we let the lovemaking do all the talking. I kept my hands set on her arms and held them somewhat tightly. She kept her hands down on my lower back and even felt my butt a bit too.I kept.