She was a respected woman in a high-profile marriage to a politically-prominent Professor of History. There was talk that he was on a fast track to a ...niversity presidency. More importantly, I didn't hustle married women, period. Oh, the thought crossed my mind. All the time actually. But it hadn't been too great a temptation. At least not as long as I kept working the insane hours I did."You have some messages," she added, swinging her legs aside as she stood up. I saw a flash of white. Her. It was a big chested black woman with big brown nipples. She was pulling them and squirting milk all over the place. A man came up behind her and began to fuck her doggy style as the woman continued to milk her jugs. Ben pumped his hips in time with the man, and could feel his second cum rising in his nut sack. He motioned to Miss Williams that he was ready to shoot, and she handed him the second tube. He pumped twice as much as the first time, and he could see that she was curious.Ben. The SEAL laughed. But he looked at her with a questioning glance. She could have said roller coasters and bumpy airplane rides. And she was here with a backpack at her feet and wearing fatigues. She didn't seem like a Missus anything. She looked tough enough, even if she was green around the gills. There were stranger things in this man's Navy.The SEAL team – well, this platoon of the SEAL team anyway – practiced making an amphibious attack on the beach at Kume Island. Arti and I watched, as. Then your chest. You suck in your breath as I suck first one than the other nipple into my mouth. Biting softly. Then I move down to your belly button. Circling it with my tongue. I then move lower. Quickly licking the head of your cock. You want to cum right then but you know if you do I will punish you. So you hold back. Knowing there is more pleasure to come. I grab the base of your cock and pull up and down. Then I let go. You feel a finger on your lips and smell my pussy on it. I run it.