When he made me suck his cock it really hurt my jaws and throat, but I knew I had to keep trying. I'm glad he was forcing me, it actually made it a lo... easier. Then I saw how much Jimmy liked it, and when he said I was a star, it was the best thing thats ever happened to me. I love how I look with cock stuffed in my throat, daddy." Yeah, baby, that was such a turn on. You're amazing! Wait till Mommy sees those pictures!" And getting fucked, my God, I'll never forget it! Thank you for making it. The Driver knew he'd spent some time in North Africa—then the South Pacific.But the Fifth Man didn't go into details; whenever he talked about it. And he almost never—NEVER—talked about it.Seemed to the Drive, maybe, the Fifth Man was still in the game or somethin'. The Driver got the feelin' the guy was lookin' over his shoulder. All the time. And that didn't surprise the Driver, one bit.The talk the Driver'd heard—and there wasn't much talk—was after the war, the Fifth Man had gotten sent. Now it was her turn to mount me. She raised up on her haunches, I could see her fuckin tits sway from below. I smelled her sweet love box. “Eat me again” she commanded “Gladly I Replied.” She sat up on my face and smothered me to my delight. I darted my tongue up into her pussy as she rocked up and down side to side in pleasure above me. I squeezed her big ass with both of my hands as she humped my mouth wildly. I was enjoying her humping on my face. She pressed down hard, hardly giving me room. And suddenly it was over as the ache in my jaw became noticeable, the fragrant wetness on my face drying as I rest, my head on her thigh. I patiently linger for the reciprocation, my cock hard in anticipation, yet softening some in the wait. The ups and downs of it all feels so fleeting, from the exhilaration of watching her in complete pleasure, to the deflation of selfishly waiting for ‘my turn.’ Unless of course you try the fumbling give and take, take, take, of simultaneous, both settling.