I was guessing he was about nine inches and nice thickness. He pulled about half-way out and then slammed back in. He began pumping me, repeating his ...ack and forth slam motion. He pounded me open wide. This is what I had wanted since he had contacted me.But he had more for me. He pulled out so just the head was in and used it to work my pussy lips. Then he went as deep as he could and lean all his weight on me, grinding his swollen hard cock inside of me. And while I sounded like a real bitch. I was not what you would call a nice person. That is why Saint Peter met me at those Pearly Gates and sent me on my way. What he actually did was to tell me to go through a gilded doorway. Once I crossed the threshold, I was on a slide that rapidly carried me down to Hell. Man was that a scary ride.My first century in Hell was spent as one of the Tormented. Toward the end of that period, I mentioned a way to increase the number of souls Saint Peter sent down the ‘Slippery Slide to Hell’. My. Long 'nuff to know... I know..." John's head slumped."Fuckin' romantic!" the Australian spat.Outside, in the roadstead off Barcelona, warships from Britain, France, Italy, Germany and Russia anchored in uneasy proximity to one another. The Royal Navy's HMS London lay between Germany's 'Admiral Graf Spee' and the Soviet 'Tchervonaya Ukrainiya.' There was no fraternising between the crews. In fact there was little contact at all that wasn't strictly business.Admiral Gorshin found it depressing.. Then, I lowered my body and slowly pulled his cum soaked shorts to his ankles and stroked his semi-hard cock. He groaned again. I slowly pumped his shaft while rubbing the head with my thumb. Ah shit&hellip, he mumbled. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and his head fell back onto the arm of the couch. I lowered my face and gently sucked on the head while pumping on the shaft. Then I plunged my head deep onto his dick and sucked harder. FUCK! he gasped as I sucked and licked on his.