Tina sat back, and put some cream on her left hand, and dropped the tube on the floor to her left. Then she lay back down on her right, and started to...wank me again with her left hand. "Do you like it when I do it?" she asked, looking at me, still rubbing my cock. It felt good, but I had been doing it myself for years, and knew just how it was done, while Tina had never done it before, so although it felt fantastic having her wank me, it probably wasn't as good as it was when I did it myself,. Our lips were almost touching when we heard a loud crash coming from inside Zac’s house, which I hadn’t even realised we were in front of. ‘Dad?’ Zac called out, running inside. I followed him, only not quite so fast, and found him bent over his Dad who had fallento the floor. ‘Lil, he’s not breathing. What do I do?’ he asked, panicking. I handed him my phone. ‘Call an ambulance,’ I said as I dropped to my knees next to his Dad. I had done a CPR course about six months before so I checked. In control. I take comfort in that.I walk up to you, I reach up (but only slightly) to kiss you on the cheek. Your face is smooth, freshly shaved. No glasses. I feel your lips on my face. You smell so good."Welcome Berri, it is nice to finally meet you. Come on in". You close the door behind us, take my bag and coat, and place them on a nearby chair. A drink perhaps? Yes please...I follow you into the kitchen.A cold drink please - my throat is parched: nerves are getting the better of me, but. “ ... stuff happens.” Anna Lee and Marilyn gave me superior looking nods of approval. “We got tasked to provide a battalion task force to go down to Honduras to train their army. That’s in Central America, by the way, not South America.”“Whatever. Nobody cares. Keep going.”“So, we had a battalion of paratroopers, and my battery got tasked to be the support battery, plus the usual whistles and bells for support. Then the State Department weighed in on things. I had been running the battery as an.