”2nd Book of Samuel, 11San Augustin lay peacefully in the winter sun as the squadron approached. There was a small fort south of the inlet, and they...drew fire from there, but the distance was over one nautical mile, too far for the French or Spanish gunners to do any serious harm.The landing was more tricky here in San Augustin than at Porto Covo, because the beach chosen for landing was strewn with large rocks. It looked forbidden, and indeed the Portuguese had saved themselves the expense of. “I’d a bet some real money ‘gainst that.”I suppressed a smile and said, “Go on, boys. We’ll be along shortly.”“You’re making a mistake” George told the girl. “He’s a damn rabbit, just roll on and roll off. You’ll see.”I kicked at him as Michael led him away and took the girl to a fallen tree where we sat.I introduced myself and asked who she was, holding her hands gently. She said she was Melinda Feather and that the man we had killed was her step-father. She did not seem to be unhappy about. But there was a bench seat for him to sit on while he worked on my dick. After a while, I pulled him up by his huge arms and kissed him deeply. His rough stubble on my face was really exciting as I stuffed my tongue deep in his mouth. I turned us around so that I could sit on the bench and have a go at his cock that he had now taken out of his pants. It was a treat; rock hard and cut although not more than 6 inches long.I pulled off and he immediately bent down for some more tongue action.. His hand was warm, and rough, but it felt so good. I had never felt someone else holding my cock before. He squeezed it and I felt something I had never felt before. I wanted him to keep doing it. Then he started to stretch it and squeeze. He opened up his hand and then spat right on my dick. Then he wrapped his fingers around and started sliding his hand up and down. It wasn't long before my cock was standing straight up on its own, and hard as a rock. I had never seen it look that big.