I saw a couple of obvious Marines wearing civilian clothes in the restaurant eating some dubious “steak” that probably was shipped in from Austral...a. I recognized them right away as a pair of interrogators from my old unit out in Camp Pendleton. They waved me over and I shot the shit with them a bit because the Gunnery Sergeant was already hooked up with one of the Korean girls like they were out on a Prom date and she was looking “hot to trot” to get him up in her hotel room for some private. “Yes, the cuckold husband is used by the wife and her lover, like a manservant.”“I see,” I smiled, “You would want me to be your servant as well as allow you to fuck other guys?”“Now you’re getting it,” Jen smiled, “So, shall we?”“If you want to, babe,” I smiled, “You want to do it tonight? Now?”“Yes!”She kissed me and looked for Martin; he was just on his way back to us with another drink. He arrived back at the table and smiled at Jen.“Martin, we want to do the ceremony!” Jen shouted.“Really?. Tilting my head back, I slowly began to squeeze the sticky goo from inside it. It dripped into my mouth with a big clump falling out splattering my lips and chin. Taking my fingers, I pushed it to my tongue and sucked it off them. Then I licked my lips and asked if that was what he wanted. He nodded it was. But instead of being finished, I lowered my mouth over his cock and licked it clean. I kept sucking it trying to make him hard again but to no avail. Then I took a towel and dried him off. She spread her legs and guided my cock into her waiting pussy. Her ankles wrapped around mine and we developed our rhythm. I turned and looked over at Ron and Cindy. They were moving into position too only Cindy was on all fours and Ron was entering her from the back. Peggy looked over and then raised her ankles in the air so that I could penetrate all the way. Ron moved Cindy onto her side but kept behind her still pounding that pussy. His right hand was d****d over her hip and his.