While pullingdown a nice speckled background, she asked if there was a place whereshe could change, for the first time I noticed her large shoulder ba....Pointing to the right, I showed her the equipment room that doubles as amake-up/changing room. While waiting for her, I busied myself settingup the digital camera, and adjusting the lights. As luck would have it,I had borrowed a stool from the "cyber cafe" earlier in the week, whichI thought would make the perfect posing chair for her.She. But the best man was a gentleman, well sort of. He had her kneel between his legs and remove his trousers and pants. He made her lick and suck him slow and sensuously. Her head bobbed up and down slowly and he stroked her head, shoulders and neck. As he became more excited he f***ed her head down further, trying to get himself lodged in all the way, till she gagged. Despite much practice and instruction she was unable to deep throat and kept chocking as he thrust his hips up and f***ed her head. She had been a shy girl, but more than willing to accommodate my needs. “What about you?” she asked, “As I recall, I never saw a wedding band on your hand.” “I am a career Army officer,” I responded. “I figured if the Army wanted me to have a wife, they would issue me one.” She laughed. “Maybe they have and you just haven’t seen her yet,” she replied. “So catch me up,” I said, “What have you done since Army ROTC Summer Camp?” I was trying to deflect my intense interest in her. As she spoke, I. Even though some guys did give and receive blowjobs inside the kiosk, I was always leery of doing that. Too many chances someone could walk in on you.So Clyde and I walked outside and he asked if I wanted to visit for a while. Getting an affirmative answer from me, we went over to his car. We visited for a few minutes, with both of us letting the other know we were interested in sex—a blowjob at least. And, thankfully, Clyde was like me—not interested in doing it in a car. Instead, I followed.