He had a gold mine in Brian. This was going better than he hoped. Still suckling on the coach’s cock, Brian too was coming down, embarrassed and hu...iliated that he had enjoyed sucking another man’s cock. Finally recovered, the coach grabbed Brian by an ear and firmly pulled him off of his shrinking and now tender cock. He opened the driver’s side door and slid out facing the interior of the car with his fly still open. He reached down to zip up and found his fingers got wet from the cum. She closed her eyes, trying to think about blank spaces. She could feel Elaine grinning slyly at her. In her mind, she felt Elaine bite into the fruit again, this time taking a much larger bite. She could feel the juices running down Elaine’s face and then dribbling down onto her breasts, leaving red trails in the dried blood it found there.“We have to eat, first!” Béla begged her. “We could die doing this!”“I’m eating…” Elaine replied innocently, “and I can’t think of a better way to die. Can. I started to grab my 16 but the MP said I wouldn't need it. I was escorted to the chow hall and when I finished eating I was loaded in a jeep, and taken to Saigon to the Embassy where the General kept his office. The MP's turned me over to the Embassy guards and left after wishing me good luck. I was told to follow them and we went down a long hall. I spied a coffee pot and stopped to get a cup when one of the guards grabbed my arm trying to pull me back to the hall.‶If you pull on my arm one. Soon her tit was wetted again and I really felt like getting some milk from there. I lay there like a child with my head under her saree and sucking on to her milk pots. She on her turn held on to my head with one hand. While her other hand, which should have patted my but like a mother, instead patted on my dick. I felt the same intimacy of a baby sucking his mother for milk while the mother patted the throbbing little baby to put it to sleep. It is strange that I felt this action like a.