I began sucking on her breast - her nipples splitting hard. While sucking on her neck and pulling her head back by her hair, I try controlling her gri...ding on top of me, and still touch every inch of her body, but she is real aggressive, and ardently rubbing her pussy on top of mine. She’d make passionate attempts to suck on my lips whenever I’d let up on her hair. It felt too damn good, we both knew it did. We continued humping hard, breathing together our moans singing in rhythm. We smash. The hair on your cunt glistens in the piercing light, turning you on your back, I can’t help but notice the telltale pucker of your cunt lips as I cuff your legs wide. A whisper escapes your mouth. ‘Please, what are you…,’ but the sentence is rudely interrupted by the muffling effect of my balls in your mouth (another of your specific requests, clearly, you’ve been reading). Tying back your arms, I grunt with satisfaction at the tonguing you lavish on my nuts. Feeling generous, I reach behind. A check of our map under a bit of real light suited to give us the street address of the warehouse above, and Ed had enough of a cell phone signal to call in the waiting strike team. They were going to hit all of the entrances up top while we came up from below.In theory, everything was more or less arranged except for the assault location, I had expected everyone to get into place within a half-hour, but as we waited for over an hour before getting the 'Go' signal, I was getting increasingly. Lt. Callahan, all alone, charged an enemy machine gun that had been chopping us up. He dumped in a grenade and wiped them out. Then he singlehandedly took out most of the rest of the enemy who were shooting us up. Mary, he should get the Medal of Honor. All I know is I would not be alive if it had not been for him. I owe him my life.I also learned that day what that motto means. It has a real life for me now. Incidentally, Lt. Callahan had only been married a few months and just learned that.