It was the Fourth of July and neither of us had plans. I thought he was gorgeous, and from first sight he had this dazzling smile that didn’t quit a...l night. I could tell by the way walked, moved and the way his clothes fit that he worked out and had a body that was sculpted, right down to his fingers that reached out every once in a while to toy with my fingers. He had these waves in his dark chestnut hair I thought a time or two about wanting to run my fingers through. We talked for hours and. He strokes my side. Our lips are still joined. I pull away for air and begin to stroke his chest. He is hairy. It is wiry between my fingers.“It feels so strange to be naked with a lover so soon. But I like your smell. And I think you will work with me to help this whore stuff all work out. You know it’s hard too.”“Do you need me to slow down?”“No.”“Good.” He holds me to him. I can feel his cock pressing against my leg. We’re not quite ready for that. It feels good to know it’s there; to know. He knelt down behind me and shoved his tongue into my pussy as his thumb kept rubbing over my clit. My legs started to shake and I gripped onto the bed to keep me upright as my whole body started to tense up. I let out a loud moan as his wet tongue pushed me over the edge and my body started to shake and quiver through my orgasm. I could feel him smile against my pussy as he kept lapping at it, drinking me up until I slumped forward. Trying to catch my breath he stood up and starts rubbing the. 56 Squadron had endured troubles of their own. In the infamous 'Battle of Barking Creek' in September, they had lost two aircraft to the Spitfires of 74 Squadron sent to intercept them following a mistake by the radar operators of 'Chain Home.' This led to the invention of an 'Identification Friend or Foe' system. The RAF hurriedly fitted these IFF devices to all its aeroplanes and it was now common to hear a controller instruct an unidentified aircraft to "squawk your parrot."The pilots were.