He finally made up his mind and looked up at me. "What do you want me to do?"Oh, God. What did I want him to do. I wanted him to make love to me with ...is mouth and tongue until I couldn't stand it anymore. I wanted to feel him filling me up and then spurting inside me. I wanted to taste him and make love to him with my mouth until he filled me with his juices. I wanted us to lay in each other's arms forever, kissing until our mouths ached.I looked at him, nervous that he would refuse me and. About twenty minutes later he showed up, then surprised both mom and I when he asked if I would join them for dinner! I quickly declined, but he insisted, saying it is a fancy place, so mom and I went to change. I went into Beth's room, grabbed a nice pleated tan skirt, a brown pullover top, and her tan jacket, then went into my room and changed as quickly as I could. Luckily my makeup was okay, and all I did was add lipstick before I went back downstairs. Mom wasn't there yet, so I sat across. I lowered my head further down his cock, until I could feel him hitting the back of my throat. With my other hand, I cupped his balls, gently squeezing them like he loved. I moved my lips faster up and down his shaft while I increased the pressure on his balls just slightly. I knew he wouldn't last long, but neither of us cared. Every time I felt him hit the back of my throat, I pushed harder, until I had his entire 9 inches in my mouth (quite impressive if I do say so myself). "Oh my. I spent two weeks doing this eight hours a day and to say it crushed my soul would be an understatement. Being so young I just couldn't believe that there were so many dead being flown back to the states. It was during this time that I came to the attention of Sgt. Major Henderson, USMC. Saying we hit it off would be a lie but it set the course of my learning curve for the rest of the time I spent there. I was reassigned to train with an old Gunny named Pappas who I immediately started calling.