And freckled! The boy had about a zillion freckles on his dick and sparse bright red crotch hair. Stood straight out though. Nice and solid. The boy w...s already humping the air and breathing heavy before I even touched his dick. I knew this wasn’t going to take long. And it didn’t. I started fondling his balls and licked the head of his cock a few times before slowly engulfing his cock with my mouth. I took him all the way in on one long slow stroke. I thought he was going to pass out. I began. This makes it easier to strip down to mu lingerie if the chance occurs!Walking out to my car, the friction of the silky front panel of the panties made me harder and I could feel the first pre-cum leaking. Once in my car I slipped off my shoes and pants then put my shoes back on so I was driving only in a shirt, bra and panties and shoes. By doing this I can stroke myself through the material while I drive.We live on a street close to the highway on ramp and I knew there was a layby further. Let’s go have that smoke.’ We had a quick smoke, returning just in time for the briefing. Gunnery Sergeant Ernesto Sanchez was a short, stocky man of about 30, what little was left of his hair had begun to turn grey. He was originally from Juarez, Mexico, having gotten his citizenship while serving in the Corps. Though not very imposing, his personality was more akin to a starved doberman than a man. ‘Listen up,’ Gunny Sanchez said in his thick Mexican accent. ‘This is our first port, don’t. I walked toward a comfortable looking house in a pleasant neighborhood. Sam opened the door for me. Normally this would be the time to kiss a client. Somehow a non-sensuous hug seemed more appropriate. He held me for a long time.He started, “My wife...” then started crying. I saw a tissue box. As I gave him a tissue he started again, “My Caroline, my wife, was killed by a drunk driver 10 days ago. We have no family on the island. Our friends brought food and a little comfort. They are gone now..