We started to discuss what had been happening in the area and it seemed the troops had been pulling loads of extra duties, the escort had bags under h...s eyes and couldn’t stop yawning. Not wanting to have my life resting on some guy only half awake, I suggested they roll down the window for a while, maybe the fresh air would wake them up. A nice idea. Except for the fact it was in Northern Ireland. Where it rains. A lot. Pretty soon the windows were rolled up tight and then the heater was. Just listening to the moans of pleasure and the rhythmic sound of wet portals of pleasure being serviced was so erotic, so raw, so animal like. Then Leslie put her wet fingers across my mouth and said, "Frank, I need you to finish me, as you can taste I am ready for the finale." We got into the 69 position. I got her thighs around my head, it was wonderful, it was better than cake and ice cream. I inhaled her woman aroma, it was a new and rich smell, it was very exciting. Leslie began to gyrate. ” Dan sat beside her, placed her feet across his legs, and began to massage her feet.“That feels nice!” she sighed. She looked at him as he rubbed her feet then up to massage her calves. “You are very good with your hands. Why do you do this to me?”“What am I doing wrong?”“Nothing. Why do you make me love you so much?”“I didn’t know I was making you love me. I hope it comes naturally to you.”“It does very easily. Thank you, Dan, for everything, for loving me and my boys.”“You quite welcome, my. Listening to it almost always ended in the same way, me on my back with my fingers deep inside my aching cunny. With every rub and every throb I wished it was her.Feeling her hands on my legs I opened my eyes. “Hi,” she said sweetly and oh so seductively.“Hi.” My voice, however, was low and thick because my mouth was bone dry.She was on her knees between my legs and her body swayed to the beat. I was vaguely aware she had turned the music down making it background noise. “Lift up,” she ordered,.