Damn but that had been an amazingly hot and wild fuck session ... I decided to check to be sure I had everything I'd need for us to eat. I was plannin... on firing up the grill but as it turned out I didn't manage that until the next evening ...but none of us complained when Tyrell offered to pay to have some food delivered. For some reason we weren't that hungry ...well not for food anyway ... so we decided to start back up again. Before we did though Dawn wanted to ask me something just between. She didn’t have to do it, but he put his hand on her head, partly to improve his balance, partly to keep her there.She continued licking him and moving her mouth back and forth on him as his arousal approached its fated conclusion. He came in four separate spurts. The fourth had hardly ended when she began to rise. She let him go and ran into the john. He could hear her spitting. He regained his balance and stooped to raise his underpants. As he was finishing with his jeans, she ran past into. Melissa was as good as her word. She knelt down and sucked my erection to explosion. As I came my knees began to give way, and I had to sit on the edge of the bed as soon as she finished sucking. As always, she caught my juices in a handkerchief. After she wiped me clean I watched her walk from the room, my infatuation with her blinding me to my predicament. I sat on the bed for about 10 minutes and in all that time I can honestly say, I never noticed my immobility. I doubt if I would have. Eight men died of heatstroke that day. We lost another six in a helicopter crash. Besides these deaths, Corpsmen were treating heat exhaustion, jungle rot, infected sores and cuts and every kind of rash and fungus imaginable. The one time we were allowed to take a quick swim in the ocean, some of the guys ran across an unseen sea urchins bed and it took four hours and eight Corpsman to get the one to two inch spines out of our men’s feet. When we weren’t treating actual injuries serious enough.