I could see her hips swinging and ready to be mounted on. I could watch her back. As her hair had been folded up, I could see her nakedness above and ...elow her blouse. I could make out clearly the shape of her buttocks dangling like two huge foot balls under her petticoat. I had an instant urge to hold them and press them with all my strength and rub my dick against them. I became bold and thought it was the time to do some mischief to her. I got up from the sofa and followed her scrambling and. Just then another sailor walked in. Edward and Bill said, "Hello Horse." I asked them why he was nicknamed horse. Bill said, "If you ever saw him in the showers you'd know. He's hung like a horse." Joan smirked and said, "Horse why don't you join us?" I went over the ground rules with Horse and he was fine with them. We sat around for a while making small talk. Edward was a gunnery mate. Bill was a radio operator. Horse was a boatswain, in charge of junior seaman. We had our drinks and I could. I circled the block and came around to the woman I had seen. She was dressed in a mini-skirt, halter top, and fuck me pumps. I pulled up to the curb, behind 3-4 other potentialcustomers. There were 5 other girls on the block doing their thing. I had to brush off 2 other women before the one I wanted stepped to the car. She leaned in, a tit fell out of the halter top, and she started working John's groin through his pants. The first words out of her mouth were, "what do you 2 fucking horn dogs. I really was a little miffed that they’d dumped me almost immediately after shepherding me inside.“Well, don’t worry Ronald’s here and he has Dad duty tonight,” said Owen.“Hi, Dad,” said Ronald, coming up behind me and surprising me. I smiled; it was a nice surprise.“Ronald, I didn’t see you,” I said. “So you’re your Dad’s baby sitter tonight.”“Dad, you’re not a baby!” he said.“Hmm, well maybe not to you. Others might be inclined to differ,” I said, but I was smiling.Over the next couple of.