Johnson carried the box over and slid it into thevacant opening.The camera watched as the young woman handed him his key, and how hesmiled at her. "We...l, have a nice day, Mr. Johnson," she said."Oh, I will, today's payday." With that he smiled, and made his way tothe elevator. He waved lightly at the young woman, knowing she had noidea of what just happened, knowing the camera had captured all hemeant it to capture.Later that afternoon, a beautiful woman named Renee walked into thebank, here to. ...as did I. It was dream come true. He lifted me in his arms and carried me out over to our camp. I had my arms round his neck and looked at him in the face. There seemed to be no need for words. He leaned close and planted a very sweet kiss on my lips. I had been kissed before but by boys of my own age and they were usually awkward and sloppy and a bit hard on my lips. This kiss just melted me and I felt the tip of his tongue flicking my lips. It was curious new sensation which made my body. She was no longer in control of her body or her mind as the orgasmic tsunami drowned her. With cum already dribbling out of the side of her mouth and onto her ponderous tits, she fell backwards onto the bedroom floor as Anthony’s last few shots from his then exposed weapon hit her on the face, tits, and belly. As the last few waves of orgasm washed over her, she lay on the bedroom carpet quaking and gasping. Anthony released his death grip on Katie’s fleshy mountains as he slumped down in his. Now, radar offices do not come equipped with beds or sufficient worktop spaces to lay down a beautiful writhing woman. Minutes later we were against a bulkhead, her arms wrapped tightly around my neck, her legs locked behind my back, our lips crushed together and with me thrusting in and out of a very welcoming, soaking vagina. Fortunately, there is always a lot of background noise on a ship else her stifled cries, groans and grunts would have awakened the Watch on Deck!It had been a few weeks.