“Ah, so you were aware she’s tried to get in touch with you,” I asked.I heard a deep sigh from my friend. “Mark, how much do you know about Ca...tain Prescott?”“I’ve met him and not been too impressed,” I said. “And I know that Morgan requested a transfer to the marines to get away from the man.”“Yeah, that,” Jessica said. “Well, one thing I’ve learned is that the man is very aware of relationships. He’s completely against anyone in his crew contacting anyone in your crew or the marines. He was. He always loved to suck them like that.It was then that she told him that she was rubbing the guest's cock. The Master took in a deep breath as the words sunk in. This wasn’t a fantasy, this was for real! His breathing became more rapid as she added that she was going to suck ‘his’ cock, if that was ok with the Master! Oh yes - he wanted this guy to know how fucking good she was! The three of them were each receiving some major attention. She was sucking the guest, the guest was sucking the. I wanted to make sure I was ready physically, and mentally. I put both hands onto his cock, and stroked it. I kept my eyes on it, and just got ready. He was a patient man, but he still wanted it. Why else would he just let me stroke his cock like that? So, I eventually leaned forward, and took his cock into my mouth. He immediately let out a big moan, and it seemed he regretted not letting me blow him before. He put his hands onto my head, and had me suck on his cock a little more passionately.. There was no secret about where they'd gone and what they'd done. They'd sneaked off behind the midway game joints for some quick sex."How was she?" Denise had heard boys ask their returning buddies more than once. "She sucked like a calf," was one answer to the question. "Tight but slippery," was another.Watching her companions slip away, hearing their comments when they returned to the group, Denise started to feel as if she really were missing out. So, her pussy throbbing like her heart, she.