We tied off at a mooring for the night ready for some early dives in the morning. The only sound was the gentle hum of the compressor as it filled our...tanks and the lap of water up against the side of the boat.Pepper and I sat on the upper deck watching the impossibly bright stars with her head on my shoulder. She was unusually thoughtful this night. 'Hunter ... you know this can't last right?' she said suddenly.'What makes you say that?''I'm not that girl. The one who falls in love and. "We both looked at Bud. He looked so proud he might burst any second. He lay there unselfconsciously pulling on his cock to show it off.I took a sip of coffee. It was nice and hot. I rolled the hot liquid around in my mouth before swallowing it. Then I leaned over and kissed the head of Bud's cock. He held it up for more attention and I sucked the soft head into my mouth.The look on his face was priceless. He didn't jerk away, but his eyes rolled up and he quit breathing for a few seconds. I. I turned to grind my ass against his crotch when I was my girl again. She was dancing too and she locked eyes again and smiled. We were close enough that I moved my dance to her. She smiled as we moved together to the music. I think my handsome man felt a little dejected but he was enjoying us dance. She made the next move by placing her hand on my hip. I nearly melted and my hand covered hers. The girl then pushed up against me rubbing her tits against mine. I could smell her sweet breath and. I found myself become quite scared as Emily spoke of her recent trip to RAF Manston, where she related a near miss with a fellow pilot of a Sopwith Camel as she was coming into land. Her quick reactions and the superlative dynamics of the Spitfire allowed her to climb rapidly and avoid the collision.I was sitting on the arm of the leather sofa, in the pilot's lounge, and Emily was moving her hands together and spreading them apart as she related her story of the near miss. I wasn’t.