This goes on for atleast another 10 minutes as he fucks her so hard the bed jumps each time he bottoms out. I sense him getting close to release and I...hope for a moment that he will cum on her face or tits, but my lovely cum slut has other ideas. As his thrusts become frantic she spins around and jerks his cock as she sucks the head. He moans and I know hes filling her mouth with his hot cum and shes swallowing everydrop. He lays down on the bed in front of her and I move over to make some more. Going inside you could smell the faint aroma of shitty lube in an almost totally dark room. The bottom level there was a bar and tv with couches. There was an old ugly crossdresser having a drink and talking to a surprising hot little bar girl. I ventured up stairs to try and find my friend and walked into a the level which was even darker and smelt heavily of cum and sex. I was so nervous but SO horny as I walked past a couple of men with towels around their waists, eyeballing me up and down. As A.J. Chegwidden had been thinking over all of this, his lips, hands and mouth had been very busy with the young woman there in his office. Jennifer Coates, his administrative yeoman, had purposefully developed and cemented her budding sexual relationship with the Admiral and she'd come into his office earlier that afternoon, wearing one of her Navy uniforms that included a white blouse and the Navy blue pants that hid nothing about Jennifer's shapely and nicely formed figure. One thing it. ." "Moira, you come right over," Isabel replied. "It's beenso long since we had a cuppa and a chat. Please, Mo, come over now. I'vewanted to talk to you so long." Moira got dressed in her casual weekend wear -- jeans, blouse and sweater-- and walked, to gather her thoughts, down the quarter-mile to Isabel'sand Peter's house while her husband, Graham, was at work in town. Her thoughts collected from the short walk, Moira bounded up the front stepsof Isabel's and Peter's bungalow, rang the bell.