My flesh is puffy and pulses against the fabric, soaking it. I know it's just nerves but I'm certain I can smell myself. Over all the grease and the d...st in here.“You won't like what comes next,” he promises darkly, his own smirk audible. “When you're nice and restrained, I'd go to my closet and fetch my instruments.” He pauses for effect, pulling her down on himself until I can hear her gag, which has me biting my lip against a moan.I can see him, prowling towards her. A strap of leather. I managed not to show any emotion. “Well, if Nick doesn't have a problem, I guess I'm okay with it," I said, trying to sound doubtful and maintaining a solemn expression.Nick seemed surprised by this sudden turn of events. He took some moments to think about it. “Well, I suppose…”"Don't be a jerk, Nick," Petra cut in. "She can't sleep without a tent, and you're the only one with room for two." He still looked doubtful, and for a moment, I thought he'd refuse. "Besides, you should consider. "The luckiest man of the war! I'll tell him when I see him! If he'sstill alive! Steinert? What the hell are you doing out there? I guessI'll just have to see for myself!" Demmit said to himself, making uphis mind then and there whether or not to agree to Emily's requestedmeeting."Ensign!" the old man yelled. "Make arrangements for a plane to take meto Palmyra Atoll first thing tomorrow morning, on the double!"1100 hours, Palmyra Atoll, April 2nd, 1944"Bottoms coming up fast, Skip! Sixty feet. I smiled and decided to take care of one right away. I leaned over and took his already hard cock in my mouth; The musky taste of his cock; the speed of the car, added to the danger; Added to the turn-on. I licked the sides of his cock, and then I took him deep in my mouth and moved up and down the length of his cock, trying not to bang my head on the steering wheel. Greg started to squirm in his seat as he began to cum in my mouth. He came a lot, and I tried to contain it all.“Fuck,” he said.