We discussed this possibility before we left and I made sure to have a note in my pocket with his address so I could always get a taxi home. I ordered...another beer and got in a nice conversation with some locals. Starting to feel a bit lightheaded from the alcohol, I decided to go outside for a while to cool off and get some fresh air. Outside it was very cold and snowing heavily. I started walking down the main street and took a right turn for no reason at all. I was standing still in front. The English Channel is no place for a pilot to recite patriotic poetry. Scenes from the flick where the hero babbles Rupert Brooke while he waits for the rescue plane are for bullshit pussies. I was too fucked to be a hero. To keep myself awake I kept talking. I said things like this: ‘My name is Jim, Flight Lieutenant Jim Glow-worm. I’m a fighter pilot for the Royal Air Force. Squadron 223 flying Hawker Hurricanes out of Biggin Hill. My engine blew chasing an Me 109 out of Britain and over the. She took his cock out and said ‘yeah cum for me baby, jerk yourself in my mouth’. She stuck out her tongue, as David started spraying his cum like a maniac. He had never been given a blowjob in his life. The first 2 sprays of cum where so hard, that they missed their target but ended up on Tori’s face and eye. It hurt Tori in her eye, but she kept her mouth open for the cum, as she restarted fingering her pussy. He blasted 5 more thick load of creamy white cum right in her mouth, and even. She lifted his shirt with her hands, kissing and licking her way up to his sensitive nipples. Gently nipping at them, then licking and soothing them, she gently brushed the tips of her breasts against his hard cock as she alternated between them. Giving them one last sucking kiss, leaving them hard and wet, she moved back down to his cock. Flicking it with her tongue, up and down the delicate underside, sucking gently at the root, between the shaft and balls, relishing the taste of the leather.