Your physical body, while capable of being quite pleasant, has always paled to the essence of you. I had intended to lay quietly and let you rouse nat...rally, but my memories and wandering hands, changed my plans. Careful not to rouse you, I slip down under the comforter. I gently slide my hand down your chest, following your happy trail to my target. Your breathing quickens for a moment and I pause, not wanting to break the spell. When your breathing has returned to normal, I begin my. Let’s go.” He didn’t smile.“You know a lot of big words,” she said, liking the way he talked.They walked along the beach for a while, then up to the road and across a gravel parking lot. Mac noticed that the girl didn’t seem to care that she was walking barefoot on very sharp, hot gravel. His feet were tough, but even he would wince if he were walking barefoot here.“Do you eat?” he asked. “I mean, are you hungry?”“Do I eat?” she asked, laughing. “Do I look that much like I come from another. The inscription across the bottom read ‘To Dad, with Admiration, Affection, and Love, Maj. Johnny Allen Jr., Korat, Thailand, December, 1972.’ Wrapped in the same paper were two letters, worn and wrinkled from many handlings… many re-readings. ‘It is with deepest regret that we inform you of the death…’ she read…’crashed north of Hanoi, North Vietnam, while participating in a successful rescue mission for a downed comrade.’ The second was a posthumous commendation and promotion notice for. She moaned like a slut, I could feel her pussy was wet through her pants. Eventually she took them off and rubbed her pussy directly on my cock, she was such a tease, I wanted it so bad! "Put it in you already" I begged. She responded with a question "what would you do for me to ride you?" "Anything!" I said. "Okay then." She climbed off of me and disappeared.Moments went by, I was a little nervous, being totally vulnerable in her jeep, she hadn't even closed the door. She returned after what.