"That bitch doesn't run my routine for me Petty Officer Fitzgibbons,I'll come and go as I please," Ray snarled drunkenly.Ray was also the only one who...bitched about her food and refused to lether make up his room. He ordered Bobbie to leave his sheets outside hisquarters so he would make up his own rack.Ray's drinking got worse. He had never drank during the day before theincident at the pool but he started to do so. He would go on benders,getting paralytically drunk, locking himself in the. After a few minutes he asked if I had ever masturbated and watched porn with another guy before and I said yes in college. We talked about how fun it was and then he got up and came back in some loose shorts and sat on the couch about a foot away from me. We watched a nice teen brunet give an awesome suck and fuck and both of us were ready to relive our college days. I unzipped my pants first and started to rub my cock and he pulled down his shorts and started to stroke a huge 9” dick. . I decided to let actions speak louder than words. Mrs Hotter was still holding her dress up with one hand, and I could easily lean forwards, grab her buttocks and push my face against her sex. “Oh Darren!” Mrs Hotter breathed, adjusting her hands, so that she could keep the dress up while parting her pussy lips. I slithered my tongue over her pink crevice, exulting in the slick, glistening evidence that she was still every bit as eager as I was.“Oh Darren!” Mrs Hotter breathed again. “That’s so. Goody was thirsty. She sat down on the chaise lounge, lit a cigarette and sipped her wine as she watched Dot in the dim lamp on the dressing table. It didnt surprise Goody when Dot pulled her dress up over her head and she was only wearing stockings and garter belt. Goody thought Dot was beautiful with her long stocking covered legs, her garter belt wrapped tightly just below her navel and around her hips. Goody watched as Dot took a sip from her glass and bend slightly to unsnap her garter.