In this moment I am his, he has all of my control. I start to cum hard, my first climax with a man. I thrust myself up towards him, wanting even more....He allows this, giving me a tad bit of control and making me cum harder. Before I have a chance to say anything, he is dropping my legs. He squeezes between them. I wrap my legs around his waist again. He kisses me, nibbling my lower lip. I let out a moan just as he begins to move himself inside me. I can feel the tip of his hard prick finding my. I thought it tasted pretty good. I then began to suck his dick, and as I did, he gave me detailed instructions on how he wanted me to suck it. He knew exactly the way he wanted it. I did everything he told me and about twenty five minutes later, he held my head in place as he began shooting cum down my throat. It surprised me. He cum shot forcefuly against the back of my throat. It felt like he was trying to blow a hole in the back of my head. It was realy hot and I could feel a bunch of it. It reminded me of stories I had heard of the problems the Germans had at the Battle of the Bulge during WW2. There, as here, the tanks were confined to the roads, so the defenders were able to halt the German tank advance by the simple expedient of destroying the lead tank. All of the others backed up behind it, completely blocked from making any kind of advance.Our first big battle was just north of Savannah in a swamp that was full of snakes, but there weren't enough alligators to make any. I looked over and said 'I'm sorry, Uncle Bob, but I was so scared I've weed a little bit in my knickers'. 'Thats nothing to be ashamed of, Kelly', he replied 'and it's nothing that can't be put right. When the seat-belt sign goes out, you can go to the toilet'. So when the sign indicated, I got out of my seat. He said he'd better go with me." The dirty old fucker," I mouthed, raising a wry smile in Kelly."As we got to the toilets, the aircraft hit some nasty turbulence and bounced up and down.