"Back in Vietnam, we used to shit into the cut-off ends of fifty-five-gallon drums, and when you'd get stuck on the shit detail every once in a while,...you had to haul all that out into the boonies, dump diesel fuel on it and burn it. I honestly think emptying a rocket box isn't as bad." He grinned and continued, "But just by a hair." Well, if I have to, I have to," she shrugged."That's the spirit," Al grinned. "That much said, this probably will be the only trip where you'll be the junior. This would be okay. Her thoughts went to Denise and she wondered what had happened to her while she was gone. She wondered about the pregnancy and Denise’s husband. Alexandra wondered if she was still okay. But before she could get away with Denise, she needed to get in touch with her again. She vowed she would figure out a way to check it out as soon as she was able; knowing her parents would be watching her closely would make it harder. Her new job would be starting the next Monday. Her dad. My balls started tingling and she knew what was coming but also knew she had to work a little to get the ending she and indeed myself were wanting. I shot load after load and she swallowed every bit of it. After wiping what remained of me off her face, she stepped out and I followed a minute later. We took our seats and buckled up as we were about to land. She sipped back on some water with ice and I told her that she would never forget this trip. We landed at Nairobi airport, hopped into a. I didnt want to fall of the pillows and have a dis-ass-ter. I found that I liked moving my legs around with my ankles, and it seemed to increase sensation at my cunt. I told him to rub my clit with one hand too. He was starting to get to the heavy breathing stage, but I knew that with the previous injections of baby juice into my mouth that he could maybe last some minutes. I yelled: STOP! He looked at me with a startled look and I felt his dick soften a little due to fear. I said: You.