It made my throat constrict. Even so, afraid of the big man doingsomething physical to punish me for hesitating, I moved my face closerand got my fir...t taste. Shivers of disgust ran through me. Berylsnickered. I scooped up a glob of the white stuff and forced myself toswallow it. Mack cackled. At that, realizing that there was noreprieve coming, I began lapping up the entire plentiful output andeating it. Consuming another man's spend. From my willing wife's wellused vagina. It was. The summer of 1958 and I used to spend a lot of time in the tent with Ricky as he was my best friend. We were not very popular with other k**s in school,we both wore glasses and were small for our age. One sleep over nite we were talking about girls and what we would do if we had a girl friend. Things like kissing and touching. We both admitted we had never even kissed a girl yet,so I suggested that we could practice kissing with each other so we would be good at it when the time came to kiss a. So after my bath, I put on jeans, a gray tee shirt, my vest, and one of the new camouflage shirts over them all. When I walked out of the front door and down the stairs I wore the parka over the outfit, not that I needed it at that time, but it would be a bit colder at 5AM. It also covered my .38 which I now considered my off duty piece.I arranged to arrive at least fifteen minutes early, so that I could go into the large ladies room to dress. When I came out, I had ten minutes to wait before. For a moment, he did nothing. Then suddenly, there was heat filling every pore of her inside, and she looked down quickly. The sight nearly undid her. He had his mouth covering her thong, and he was just breathing softly, inhaling her perfect scent, and instantly making her wet. His eyes met hers and they glinted with wicked amusement. Then his tongue stroked once over the material, making her buck her hips slightly and moan. He lifted his head, and grabbed her thong, ripping it off her body..