Before I turned my head though and parted my lips, I had something else for him to accomplish. I had a test for him. “I need you to get this wet. Op...n up please, Noah.” He looked me in the eyes momentarily. He must have been calculating if there was an ulterior motive on my part or if I was judging him in some way. I kept my expression neutral.Now I turned my head and started to swirl my tongue around his dick head and along the underside of his shaft. “Mmmm, I love your cock. Come on baby, get. I made sure to strut about seductively and had a handful of men eyeing me as I sat on a bench or bent over the side of a bridge to look into the water. Finally, a group of 5 young, black guys walked by and began making comments about my ass, so I lifted my skirt a little and showed off the gap between my legs. They were around my age and soon they were all trying to talk me up. It was amazing how rude they actually were, with their street slang and comments, which I’m sure they thought were. Steve didn't want to cum to fast and suggested I help some of the other guys out. The guy standing next to Steve was about 45, 6' tall, blond hair, he looked like a gym teacher, but he had a really nice 7" perfectly shaped cut cock. I sucked him into my mouth and reached out with both hands taking a cock in each hand. Now I had a beautiful cock in my mouth and I was jacking off 2 other guys, both with average size cocks. Gym teacher guy, started grunting and fucking my face. Without any warning. I didn't bother to google for that information as there was nothing I could do about it now).I found the address of the NTSB (National Transportation Safety Board), the organization that always investigates air accidents, and went snooping there. I couldn't find any record of the investigation, which eventually led me to suspect something. I redirected my snooping into a different area of the organization and soon confirmed that the NTSB doesn't investigate armed forces' air accidents,.