Fir usne mere boobs ko suck karne laga aur meri meri pnaty nikal di wo usne mujhe thori der phle phnai thi . Thori der boobs suck karne ke bad usne mu...he ghutno ke bal baithaya aur apna lund nikal ke mujhe diya suck karne ke liye. Mene mna kiya to usne mujhe thapar mara aur meri nak ko apne ungli se dba di jiske karn mujhe sas lene me taklif hui aur mene apna muh khol diya aur usne apna bda sa lund meri muh me dal diyaa ur mere muh ko chodne laga. Uske bade se lund se mujhe to laga ki meri sas. I had been there eating my freshly bought Subway sandwich, when he came out and approached me, he had a cup in his hand, which turned out to be freshly brewed coffee, and offered it to me.'Thought you could do with this', he said in soft dulcet overtones, quite disarming and charming. I reached out and took the cup, sipping it after raising it to my lips. I could taste the brandy and smell its strength, 'Is it brandy or coffee?', I queried, before taking another sip, he sat beside me, smiling. Dale slipped forward and slid in beside the chief as she began to unbutton her uniform shirt, Dale couldn’t help but stare as the tops of her large firm breasts came slowly into view. “Uniforms, gentlemen, Samuels and Marks hand your side-arms to Smith and Bailey” the chief said as she continued to strip. Samuels and Marks complied handing over their side-arms and began to remove their uniforms.Jen sat on the large berth and watched as the sailors disrobed. She found herself becoming more and. Nothing had prepared me for the split.When I spoke to Mom I got her story and it sounded like they had written their stories sitting together out on the deck of the family home. "We just grew apart, needed some changes and we are still friends." That isn't how divorced people act. I pretty well stopped calling and seeing them for a while. Well, four years actually. Then I got invited to Mom's for Thanksgiving and she told me my Dad wouldn't be there. He would be on a cruise with a new lady in.