McCock looked somewhat sternly at him before replying,"'Sniffy' is now in the Grey Line Shipping Company." Turning to greet the PS,"Hello, Sally." and...returned her salute."Good morning, Commodore." And Sally returned the slight frown with a perfectly bland expression. McCock led the visitors to his quartersThey settled into the liftchairs around the table upon which LtCdr McGraw had placed the carry box. She extracted a chip container which she passed to Sir Laurence. Trojan placed the coffee. Her mouth searched for my balls, swallowed them and filled them with saliva, and her tongue slid up the trunk to the summit and skewered with v******e on my dick. It was a movement so calculated and mastered, so perfectly executed, that I couldn’t respond but holding her head on my hands, leaning her again against the glass, and nailing my member on her mouth until she retired gagging. She looked at me with vice in her eyes and saliva drooling from her lips like a waterfall. We did it again.. It was time to start our day in earnest.We put everything away packing for our next leg. Our maps suggested that we should stop at Guatemala City rather than along the coast. We would swing over the Pacific but didn't have any real hope of finding a useable landing field. We took off and saw no signs of people along the coast. We flew the slight distance inland and found the airport. We had a quick debate and decided to skip landing since no one seemed to be around. We returned to the coast and. - The next hand was refilled again and slowly his cock began to throb again, shiny and magnificent in the petite hands of Mrs. Kierney. She looked up at him, hands tightly wrapped around his pulsing cock and whispered, -Now you’ve gotta convince me not to say anything about this.- And with that the tide changed. He pulled her to her feet and bent her over the arm of the couch, firmly massaging her buttocks, his hands sliding smoothly on the spandex pants. His fingers slipped into the waistband,.