Mount Motherfucker, or also known as “Reaper” in polite company. The Paris Island Marines talk about sand fleas, but at San Diego we had Mount Mot...erfucker. Over 700 feet in elevation (over 210 meters), it is near vertical in places, a dirt road covered with sand that we climbed at night. We had all heard of it by this time, but only the next morning when looking at it from the Area 54 range did we actually see what we had gone over for the first time. Then three days of firing courses, load up. Moving lower on his body, Kim continued to pour lotion on Paul and spread it over his skin. When she got to his crotch, Paul sucked in a deep breath and held it as Kim wrapped her slick hand around his shaft. Leaning forward, Kim planted a quick kiss on Paul's glans and then coated the entire length of his six and a half inch penis with sunscreen. She poured more of the lotion in the palm of her hand and covered his scrotum, lifting his sack and rolling his testicles in her hand.Even though. He’s a really nice guy. Was looking forward to catching up with both of them, it’s been a while. When I got up to his third floor apartment, I found Michael sitting out on the balcony drinking his coffee. From the looks of him he needed it. Turn’s out his boyfriend Ben had to go into work early, so he wouldn’t be home for a couple of hours. Passed out on the outdoor couch opposite was one of Michael’s gay mates, Hamish. Looks like he’d had a night he wasn’t going to remember anytime soon.. I then tried to pull her panty down; she opened her eyes and blushed. She got up so that I can easily take her panty off. It was black in color and completely wet.She then sat on my lap and started taking off my t shirt and kissing my chest. I also took off her top and unhooked her bra. Her boobs were not that big but were perfectly rounded with pink nipples which were never sucked. Although, she was shy but seemed to enjoy. She was just in her skirt and I was in my pant. She pulled my pants.