The sort of warfare I had been involved in gave an operator plenty of time to think and dream. Days spent staking out landing strips in the middle of ...he jungle waiting for a drug carrier to land, or time spent watching a drug lab waiting for the chemists to arrive left lots of time for you to plan your retirement carefully. I was no different than the rest of my men. I had my ‘after combat’ future planned down to the last detail with no room for deviation or error. A stupid move on my part as. When Pavel came back, as we had arranged I said I wanted a drink, as I had expected Pavel said he would go ,but Maria insisted she would, when she got to the bar it was as I had predicted , two of the guys went over to her and started chatting.They chatted for five minutes or so, then Maria came back with the drinks, she was flushed with excitement, she couldn’t wait to tell us that she had been ask to dance by a couple of guys and did we mind if she did.Straight away I said it was ok but Pavel. “Here, sit on my face, mom,” Sandee heard her brother say.“No way!” she thought.“Mmm love it,” Diane said. Sandee heard loud sucking and slurping sounds. Her mother was sucking Elliot’s cock.Sandee pictured them in a 69-position. “Yep,” she whispered. “I’m going in!”Sandee barged into the room, naked, hands on her hips.“Oh hi sweetie,” Diane said, calmly, as if her daughter hadn’t just barged in on her and her son.“How long? How long have you two been doing this?” Sandee asked.Diane. My sucking. My bobbing. His gasping. My fondling. His swearing.At one point, when I was bobbing pretty fast, and stroking him prettyfast, and his hips were bucking up and down on the mattress, he roaredout in his normal huge voice."OH MY GOD, EVE! I'M GONNA CUM, GIRL! I'M GONNA BUST A NUT, BABY!"I kept sucking. Harder.I wanted it. More than anything, more than everything, I wanted him tocum. I wanted to taste him, I wanted it. I wanted to know what it waslike to feel his body tremble.