Our crew consisted of 122 people with around 40 of them US Navy personnel,all women except for 6 guys.I was the youngest crew member 20yrs. old and si...ce they had no barbershop, cut the some shipmates hair on my off time.One day after dinner RM2 Wilson ask could I trim her hairline,sure no problem I replied come by my stateroom.Surely about an hour later she stopped by,and I began to groom and have a conversation with her.We asked the normal question where are you from? How long you been a crew. 'The back end of the van is simply open and there is a bench on each side. You just climb in the back and sit on a bench. The driver in the cab in front could neither hear nor see you. Such as it is, we come to an unimproved gravel driveway at what looks like a service entrance to the hotel on one side and on the other side, clearly someone else's property, a native Nippa grass hut. Out we climb and walk into the hotel. As soon as we walk through the door, we are at the front desk. So ... no. O'Malley! I know its a strange request but your Great-Granduncle twice removed lived to the astounding age of one-hundred-and-four, and all of his sons died in world war two while his daughters and granddaughters had no sons of their own! You're the only person who's actually responded, and if that stays the case you will inherit everything!" I don't know what to say, so I don't say anything. "Hello?! Mr. O'Mally, PLEASE DONT CALL THE GARDA: THIS IS SERIOUS!!!" The attorney's voice cries. After about a minute, only a tiny loop of red silk is hanging out of my pussy. The panties are in heaven. I squeeze my lips together and tug lightly on the loop, not enough to pull the panties out, but enough so it makes me tingle up and down my cunt. I rub my clit and pull about an inch out, and the silk feels divine against the delicate skin. Would you lean in and pull the panties out with your teeth? Please? I zoom the camera out so that you can see all of me again. I push my tits together.