Cum for me daddy. Cum, cum, cum..."Her begging finished him off; the man kept thrusting wildly as ropes of thick cream spurt from his cock, over her c...est, her face, her hair. His voice was staccato in time with his thrusts."Ah...ah....ah....ah....ah!"His thrusts became slower, but sharper as the pleasure subsided. Lifting his hips forward, he dangled his softening cock to her mouth, letting her lick and suckle him clean.He was too close now; gripping his girl's hair, he tilted her head back. It was late enough that he wouldn't be needed tillmorning. He stowed the packages that he'd brought with him, some lastminute souvenirs, in his footlocker. Then he stripped down to his skivviesand climbed into his hammock.The Essex was just getting under way as he fell asleep. The ship would bein San Diego in a few days. Then it was "separation" from the Navy and along train ride back to Georgia. He had a question that he wanted to askEsther, the girl whose photo was taped to the wall next to. “Not to mention the largest incestuous orgy.” Tiffany tittered.“There was also a tasteful amount of rape.” “And a touch of gender reassignment. Her Highness is an aficionado of debauchery; I do hope she lets us taste her new hybrid.” “Oh, she looked absolutely decadent.” Ivanka rolled her eyes in longing. “Speaking of which…” Tiffany stepped onto the cliff’s edge, and peered out at the vast army. “That’s a lot of tasty treats.” Ivanka whispered. “The Ten?” Zander inquired. “We made sure to. "Okaaay ... Of course. But what about your six-times-a-day needs? You still have to do that. And with your rescheduled Boy Scouts trip coming up this weekend, you've got to do better than six a day to compensate for two days of going without."He sighed an even heavier sigh. "Shoot. I forgot about the trip. Look, I'm all for keeping up my orgasm average, but I just can't take the time now to get ahead and still keep up with my schoolwork. Sex is taking all my time, not to mention my every waking.