It’s a tough routine to maintain but my mental commands give her no choice, and soon Kristina is letting out a rhythmic series of grunts and gasps i... time to the movement of her fit young body. Lap dances have nothing on this. It’s a pity there is no mirror in front of us, I imagine Kristina’ shapely brown ass looks delightful twisting on my dick. I console myself by attending to the breasts swaying inches from my face. My hands reach up to steady them and allow me to place my lips on each. For the first time I saw the woman who asked for me to attend was in the same area. I heard her say – has there been any horse mating yet? Lots of voices said NO !! Then she said it must be time.We were walked to the middle of an open area and were told to mate like the horses we are. I turned to her and banged my head into her like a horse trying to get a females attention. She moved away but I went toward her and did it again but this time after bumping her I went behind her and banged. "Mavis pouted, then frowned. He was talking about Miriam Carr. It was clear to her. Miriam had given Phil a blow-job-- and it was still in his mind. She has to be a master at cock- sucking, Mavis thought, if the pleasure she gives a man will dominate his subconscious. Mavis raised on an elbow to study her husband. Phil had been sucked off and he, obviously, had liked the lips of a woman--Miriam--lapped around his dong slavering and licking and sucking!"Christ!" Mavis whispered softly, "he still. “Now, soldier,” something you don’t call a Marine, “what are you doing in uniform off base?” I had grown a mustache at this point, and it made my face hard to read. I narrowed my eyes and by the look he was giving me, he looked ready to shit his pants.He looked back and saw the haircut and the way I was standing and figured I was military. He looked nervous.“Hey, man, look this is the weekend and I’m just starting out here…”I cut him off, “No excuse, soldier, now what am I going to do about.