He gasped as he realised what she had done but the passion of her movements and his instinctive response stopped any protest.Her lips slid over his ch...st. Her breasts pressed against him. His face was covered in her wonderful hair. It felt like finest silk yet had a life that silk never has. As she moved her hair on his skin aroused him to a height he had never reached. It couldn't last and soon, too soon, he came into her body and subsided into a passive acceptance of her movements.She. "I want to taste it, Wes."I shifted my body, indicating to her that I wanted to get up from the chair. I had caught my second wind and had an overwhelming desire to taste her as well. She arose with me, and I placed my finger tips under the straps of her bra."Oh, yes," she sighed, "get that off me."Once the straps were at the side of her shoulders, I reached behind her and released the flimsy clasp. She let the bra fall to the floor and backed away from me toward the bed, stripping her thong. "Jack must have been feeling better because he complained, "Don't call us Sirs! We work for a living."The Corporal stuttered, "Sorry Sir ... Sgts."I blew it off with an insult, "Don't worry about it - my spotter Jack is a little cranky when he doesn't get his nap."Jack swore, "Banzai, you sorry assed young pup. Keep it up and I will kick your ass."The Corporal laughed and I countered, "See what I mean?"Thank God Jack only grumbled under his breath this time.We popped our footlockers, I grabbed. ..lol I think we can get to know each other better!:)" see!"she said"but you want her just for one night? she's very good!" asked me the blondie"ahah we'll see about that later!:))"I replied"I have to go, how do we get in touch? you want my number or do you give me yours?" carla the dark-haired asked me"I'll give you mine!" I did, she took it on her phone and they leftI was thinking stuff like, that was crazy, crazy ladies, she ain't calling but well whatever.that same night just before my work.