But she didn't stop. She looked a little tired, but she didn't stop. She kept right on going. I slowed down a bit, not wanting to waste it. She looked...at me on occasion, and I gazed at her, making sure she knew from my expression that not only was I happy, I was eager to get my turn. The line moved along a little faster than I thought it would, which was a good thing. I wasn't used to this, and kept having to stop for fear of just coating the unsuspecting guy in front of me. Finally, I arrived. Instinctively I reached for his cock and began to stroke him. I could see his balls tighten as the skin tightened around his cock even more. I heard someone moaning and realized it was me. Suddenly, Jim stopped and said, "let's go to the rec room where we'll be more comfortable. I have some toys layed out of us". He stood and helped me to my feet. his hand caressed my cock one more time, and told me to put my panties on for him. He said he really enjoyed taking them off. Then he led me. I was on patrol in a Ford pickup truck with a more experienced man guarding an Air Evacuation Aircraft which had earlier unloaded wounded troops returning from Vietnam to be treated in the local base hospital. Not long after midnight on the Midnight till 8am shift the “coffee patrol” arrived. We were always happy to see the man who brought coffee around. That coffee tasted terrible having brewed in a nasty urn all day, but there usually was doughnuts or pastry to help get rid of the taste and. .. ohh, you fuck me so gooood...”I flowed from my knees upwards, stroking inside her. I could feel her grinding down against the wet sheets, searching for that little bit of extra friction to get her off again, afraid to let go as each thrust pushed her closer and closer to the edge, until her head was over, hair rocking with my movement.“Ohhh, ohhh, please cum, please cum ... fill me up...”Arms braced either side, feeling her tight muscles squeezing down on me, I pounded inside her, feeling.