Goodbye my love,Captain Bill Morrisey, USAAFMom watched as I read this letter, then began her tale, "His plane disappeared on a combat mission in the ...acific somewhere. It has never been found. There is more to this story that you need to hear before I can no longer tell it."We were living in Dallas during World War 2 near the plant where P51 Mustangs were built. Dad was a young manufacturing engineer and the War Board wanted him to build airplanes rather that do combat. There was an advanced. "You want me to suck your cock, Jeff?" I helped."That would be awesome," he whispered."Sure buddy, I'd be glad to," I replied as I hit the garage door button to lower it. "And no pressure huh, if you decide you like it, we can go from there?" Sounds good," he laughed. "And this doesn't make me gay or anything, right? I mean, I just need to get my rocks off." Absolutely. But if you don't mind, I've got to get out of these sweaty clothes," I remarked as I pulled my t-shirt over my head, whipped. ”, I smiled.“Quit wasting time and get at it .. ”, she replied hastily, half moaning.I quickly bent myself till mu mouth was directly above her pussy. And then I started licking it fast. Giving it upward and downward licks, making her moan louder. Suddenly I inserted my tongue fully inside her pussy and started moving it all around.“Aaaaahh!!! YESS! You mother fucker. Lick me. Lick me harder! Suck me with all you’ve got! Aaah! I’m cumming .. .!” Shouting this, she squirted in my mouth. She came. He thought the sex they had together was great but apparently it wasn't enough. Bob hoped that in time he would find someone he would love.This weekend there was a dance being sponsored by the same Athletic Organization that was sponsoring a weekend sports tournament. Teams and supporters had come in from four cities to participate in the tournament. Since his college basketball eligibility was exhausted, Bob could now play on a team. The team he was on had a number of ex-college players and.