I gasped at the feeling. Never had I felt that way be- fore, but I felt I was his to use. Any way he wanted. I had been “felt up” by other...boys before, but there was a feeling that went through me — I tingled all over. He could use me, rape me, degrade me; I wanted it like never before. And he knew it. He was playing me like a taut string. Rubbing, sucking, caressing… He took my right hand and placed it in his lap. “Take a hold of my cock you white whore,”. The SEAL laughed. But he looked at her with a questioning glance. She could have said roller coasters and bumpy airplane rides. And she was here with a backpack at her feet and wearing fatigues. She didn't seem like a Missus anything. She looked tough enough, even if she was green around the gills. There were stranger things in this man's Navy.The SEAL team – well, this platoon of the SEAL team anyway – practiced making an amphibious attack on the beach at Kume Island. Arti and I watched, as. I stand up, remembering not to follow my natural instinct to cover myself up, walk to the end of the bed with my limp member bobbing side to side embarrassingly (that i notice brings a smile to Denise's face), and kneel at the foot of the bed facing her."I'll be back in a minute." She grins mischievously.I hear her use the toilet, which arouses me and a few moments later she re-enters the room wearing her shirt but nothing else. I can't quite see her vagina from my position but the view is. She let forth a giggle and shoved it into my hand. I looked up and saw that her smile was perfectly radiant as she said “Those won’t get the paper signed, but thanks, I enjoy mature men looking at me, makes me feel sexy” followed by a girlish giggle. I signed the paper and handed her back the clip board, disappointed that I had gotten caught checking out her fabulous tits, but relieved that she didn’t seem to be offended. As she turned to walk back to her desk I.