.and I can't help it, I start thinking about Him..the one that’s far away..the one I met only once, but was smitten with from the very first moment ...ur eyes met. I start imagining what the tip of His cock teasing my wet clit would feel like..I imagine him on top of me..my body rising up to meet His cock. and how it would feel to get that first tease of His skin, as He begins to slide into me. Meanwhile, the photographer holds the wand on me for a change, instead of just teasing me.And the. Becky glanced at her watch, ‘It’s the end of my shift and I’m just about done here. Is there anything else I can do for you before I check out?’ I shook my head in the negative, carefully avoiding any sudden movement that might tell my brain to shut off the miracle of sight once more. But, the thought burst into my mind. Every morning, despite all the pain, all the trauma, all my despondency and despair, my manhood took his daily exercise: filling, stiffening, stretching and transmitting. I could hear her moaning softly, not really knowing what was happening. Rocky was really getting into it, slipping his tongue in her pussy like he was drinking her juices. I could see his cock sticking out all hard and proud. Without warning he mounted her and started humping her. I could see his cock was missing her hole which wasnt surprising as she was fidgeting around as she continued to wake up. His cock kept getting closer to her ass and I didnt want him fucking her there so I walked. If I have to lug this thing in, it might as well have some firepower to use with it."Picking up the cases, I said. "Have someone take the gear and our clothes to our quarters, then we'll test this equipment."The fatigue guy said, "We need you to change clothes to walk around here. Take an extra set of fatigues. We'll wash a set and make them wearable for you for in the morning. You should try on the boots anyway."John and I grabbed an extra pair of socks and another set of fatigues then.