Theresa felt herself beginning to cry again, the tears running down her nose and dripping onto the rug. She bit her lip, hard, not wanting him to hear... Not wanting anything to interfere with the most wonderful experience of her life. She felt as if she had become liquid, warm - barely aware of her body’s discomfort as it lay, head down, across the cart and the spines of the books on it. She felt her panties being gently lowered, then allowed to drop and join her skirt in a heap around her. Her mouth drooling on him and felt the drips of saliva slopping down his inner thigh as she took what she could into her mouth. Her cheek brushing back and forth against his smooth black thigh. Ebony watched her white mouth encase him, his black monster disappearing past her small little lips. His eyes moved down over her back now, looking over that backside that had teased him when she first arrived. She must of seen what he was looking at cause slowly she moved her lower half while still. You see? Rod opened his eyes and much to his surprise, Goody was going down on his aching prick. His first blowjob. Goody lived alone. She had a nice place. She came into all of her familys property since both her parents died in the war. She was well provided for. The apartment was actually a town house with vehicle access into a large court yard. It would be easier then trying to drag Rod up the main entrance stairs. When they arrived they pulled Rod out of the cab, through the door and down. The triple blast ofexplosive exhaust cracked across the sky, mixed with the air itself,compressed and pushed aside by the supersonic speed of the three arrows.When he had regained his composure, the observer would have seen thethree arrows for what they were - F18 Hornets streaking to their assignedaltitude on patrol.Of course there was no observer walking casually through the clouds,although I almost imagined one being there. Instead there were only thesix of us who manned the fighters, and we.