If it is a Navy aircraft, it is 6 bells. If it is an Army aircraft, the big hand is on the 12 and the little hand is on the 3. If it is a Marine Corps...aircraft, it’s Thursday afternoon and 120 minutes to “Happy Hour.”During training exercises, the lieutenant who was driving down a muddy back road encountered another car stuck in the mud with a red-faced colonel at the wheel. “Your jeep stuck, sir?” asked the lieutenant as he pulled alongside. “Nope,” replied the colonel, coming over and handing. The slightly sweet and saltiness of my nipple, which came from the light sweat from my restless night of tossing and turning in this summer heat. I slowly let out a light moan. As I'm about to start sucking my other nipple, there's a loud knock on the door."ARE YOU FINISHED YET?" my mum bellowed"I'll be five minutes!" Shit, I thought you myself, I'll have to finish later.I quickly hop into the shower and give myself a lather and rinse, just to get rid of the layer of sweat and B.O on the top. Andy’s cock was fat thicker than 2”, with large balls, we stroked each other’s sweaty cocks as he drove us back home, I leaned over and sucked his fat bulbous tip as he drove, Andy’s cock sweaty and musky. His precum flowed steadily as I swirled my tongue on his tip. We were home in what seemed an instant, with my head buried in his lap. We quickly locked the bikes away and went to my place to shower together.Stripping off our tight sweaty cycling clothes once in my apartment, walking right. And neither of them had had enough yet. Henry lost himself in thoughts of what he and Kirstin had done in the past eighteen hours or so, and caught himself just as he was about to cum. He didn't want to masturbate himself to orgasm; he was planning on making Kirstin do that. She came back into the room carrying a vibrator, a bottle of lube, and a butt plug. "Thought we could have some fun with these," she said. "I did tell you last night that I wanted to play with my toys, right?" Yeah, but a.