S. military personnel in a toxic environment, e.g., during a chemical, biological, radiological, or nuclear strike.They grumbled as they began to pull...out their gear and put it on, I looked at Michael and asked, “Where’s your MOPP gear?”He replied, “My EOD suit is my MOPP which is back at the Stryker.”I smiled at him and said, “Don’t worry, I stashed some extras in my UOP pack.”I looked at a Pvt. and ordered, “Find the Marine who has my UOP pack and have him haul ass up here ASAP.”He wisely. I was blasted by air-conn that was refreshing, but sent shiver down my spine.The Bar was pleasant – a long bar, stools, tables round the sides with comfy wrap round seating. There was an old guy behind the bar leant over, engrossed in conversation with some locals, not batting an eyelid as I walked in. I was a bit surprised really, because I usually get a glance my way.I always thought I was pretty good looking – always with knee length skirt, to show off my shapely tanned long legs. My hair. His cock was rock hard as was mine. His cock was slightly thicker with a lovely mushroom end.I dropped to my knees and took his cock deep in my mouth, he tasted lovely and he was holding my head and fucking my face. I was in heaven.I said that “I’m so excited I’m near to coming, and that’s without you doing anything”Jack said “let’s do a 69, suck each other to completion and see what happens when we recover”“yes, but I want you to shoot over my face as you cum and I want to suck the last drops. That car was soon followed by another car and then another one and another one until the whole entourage of vehicles were on the property and turning off their engines. That entourage was carrying the parents, caregivers and friends coming to Camp Starkers for a day visit to see how the Music Retreat was progressing for the Redsands First Congregational Church Youth Choir. That group had just taken the two hour drive up from Redsands, Georgia and were about to be welcomed onto the site in a way.