Quite some time later she opened her eyes, smiled at me, and then said, “I’ve never experienced anything like that in my entire life.”I said, �...Glad I could help.”Julie asked, “Can I do you now?”I kissed her and said, “Maybe tomorrow. My girls will be home in a few minutes. We better get dressed. Will you help me make the bed first?”We made the bed, I got dressed, Julie put on all of her clothes, and then we greeted my daughters when they came in the door.The four of us women were sunbathing in. I could feel his hardness down below his scrotum as I dug my fingers down to massage him there."Ohhh, fukkkk..." he sighed."Does your wife suck you like this?" I asked, allowing his shiny penis to point straight up towards my lips while I stroked him with my hand."No, not even close," he whispered.I fanned my fingers out over the tip, then back down, watching the pulses that made his head swell when I caressed it. It looked to me like a fully inflated water balloon, the skin stretched around. Whoever approached, he was an officer.“Those two rascals are accosting me,” she cried.“Are they? Let’s have a look at them. Madam, you may want to point your pistol elsewhere.”The man, wearing a lieutenant’s uniform, came closer and inspected the two drunkards.“Simms and Pollock, by God! You imbeciles molested a lady? Away with you! I shall deal with you come the morning, and I doubt you’ll be boatswain’s mates for much longer!”The drunkards, now realising the extent of their blunder, shrank. So we met half way to be discreet. Which was difficult. Once I was sitting next to her at the bar, I wanted to eat her on the table top! Her hands were running up my thighs under the table. John was sitting across from us. Smiling. Knowing what was going to happen shortly. After a few glasses of wine, we headed to a hotel. Once in the room, John took at seat next to the bed. And watched as Liz and I ripped each others clothes off. She was wearing some very sexy lingerie. A nice bra, panties,.