Was I really that good?" Think. Have you ever in your life done a half-assed job on anything you have undertaken? Is there any reason why you would gi...e a half-assed blowjob? I somehow think that you've spent weeks pushing an entire banana into your mouth, although your lack of a gag reflex surprises me." She blushed when I mentioned the bananas, so I knew I had hit home with that remark."I actually do have a gag reflex, but I had real difficulty suppressing it with anything else I tried to. I could connect to the Wi-Fi from the communications tent two tents over from where our tent was, so I logged on and started sorting through my mail. I tried to call my fiancée, but it went straight to voicemail, so I looked for her schedule e-mail so I could tell when to call her. I noticed a priority e-mail, opened it, and read the following:Dear Robert, I'm sure that this is not what you wanted to hear from me, but I have found someone new. You don't know him as he recently transferred to. " Well go on...what are you waiting for? Touch her. Lets take a look, see what's behind those pink panties." Uncle Randy spins the table around and my hand pulls free of Donnie's prick. Randy leans over me and smiles. "Thanks for the sandwiches..." he chuckles."Jeremy, pull off those panties..." Randy commands.I look down and see Jeremy licking his lips...both hands reaching out and grabbing onto the sides of my bathing suit. Uncle Randy lifts me around the middle so my brother can slip my. Mostly, however, I did what she wanted and twisted, tweaked and pulled so hard on her nipples that her moans of pleasure were sometimes mistaken for moans of pain. Carol enjoyed what I was doing and let me know how good it felt. Her body twitched, her breathing was heavy and see clutched at the bed sheets. Indeed, it did appear that with enough time and effort I could make her cum just by playing with her nipples. I stopped, however, when I thought that her nipples were both bruised and sore.