“Tastes like someone’s been there already.”“Only my husband. He’s out workin the back forty all day. Now I want you to till my garden.”Sho...ty knew his way around my body and stopped off at all the feel-good places with his fingers and mouth before stretching my tender tissues with his tool.“That’s it big guy.” He liked to be called that. “You know it’s easier to get it in when I’ve just been fucked. Does that help yer wife too?”He laughed, “Yer right. Sluts are always the easiest to git into.”I. As an enthusiastic young pilot in a USMC scout aircraft, a Cessna 0-1, the range was variable depending on all of the weather conditions. If hot, you burned a lot of fuel on takeoff limiting your mission time. If reasonably cool and you were not changing altitude constantly, you could really extend your range.This incident was sometime during 1964 when the silly "war" was not yet in full bloom. The Marines flew sorties constantly in support of the South Vietnamese ground troops and artillery.. I gently massaged the sensitive area between her ass cheek and thigh. She purred softly again, her hand moving up along the inside of my thigh. I looked around remembering we were not alone. But the carriage was less than half full and no one appeared to be paying us any attention. Her hand was moving underneath the front of my shorts along the front between my legs, the tips of her long fingers massaging the base of my rod and balls. Jeez it was so uncomfortable - my dick wanted to be free! I. Pandemonium ensued as the three men went ballistic. Their combined pleasure soon pushed Andre over the edge, and he shot his third load into yet another manhole.After Andre moved off Logan, Logan lifted his body and commanded Mason to move under him. Mason slithered up under Logan like a snake, before Logan plugged straight in and began fucking Mason’s arse. Being close, after his own anal assault, Logan did not last long and shortly Logan shot his spunk into Mason.Andre then decided he was.