I knew what she was doing. I stood up and walked past her, my developing erection clearly visible through my shorts. I didn’t look but I knew she ha... seen. After a few minutes I returned, I just couldn’t resist. I was burning, my cock was huge and throbbing, her time had come.She was bent over the table, polishing it with a crunched up sheet of newspaper. I put my hand on her back and gently but force fully pushed her chest against the table. She turned her face to look towards the bulge in my. It was like floating on the puck used in an air hockey game. All the troops were believers but told not to mention the board to others for fear that it would be investigated.The guys ordered their own steel, welding rods and paid for the gas they used when they cut. It was fun to see girls over here wearing coveralls and grinding edges so they fit well. Sam's father taught welding and cutting now and chuckled to see the kids making a big toy even if it was expensive in his estimation. He was. . how... how do you feel about swallowing?"She gripped my cock tightly with such a little hand, "Don't worry, I swallow."Score! I could now relax, I was in good hands, and mouth.Annie released her grip, slid my skin all the way back, and slowly tried to take me as deep as she could in her throat. She got about half way in before she started to tense and gag a little. She slid me back out of her mouth and stroked just the head with the skin down."Guess you won't fit down my throat," she said. He missed the Hilton Riverside, however. His suite there had been somewhat more upscale than the relatively humble surroundings in which he now found himself.Still, there was some diversion to be had here. From his second-story window he could look down upon the motel pool, where frequently he could inspect at his leisure the numerous attractive young women -- probably visiting Marine wives and girl friends -- who frequented his hotel. During the working day, the pool stayed busy, and was.