As I did that, his hands were working on my cock and the leaking pre-cum from my own helmet slit. I felt him pull my foreskin back and rub the natural...lubricant over my own, now smooth, purple head. After a while I started stroking his shaft up and down with three of my fingers. He groaned and moaned and started doing the same to me. A few minutes of mutual masturbation followed where few words were exchanged but from the sounds being emitted by us both we were enjoying this. Then Bill lent. I was cruising up and down the lap lane, lost in my own world when I noticed a pair of beautiful, nicely tanned legs at my end of the lane. I came up out of the water face to face with Jennifer Andrews. "Hi Jen, what's up?" She was the captain of the women's swimming team and we had talked in the past. "I thought you would never get done so I decided to come interrupt your swim." She had obviously just finished her own workout and was standing there in her very sheer swimsuit. Her nipples were. She saw it when he looked at her, which was partly why she wore the sweater she did. She liked to look and feel pretty. While she knew Christian had thought she was attractive, somehow it meant more when she knew that her friend Robert thought the same thing. She looked at his muscular physique, visible through his shirt, filling her with a hot longing. Her thoughts turned carnal and she glanced occasionally at his crotch, wondering, as if she did in that fantasy last week, what his cock would. The army could use gold more than anybody just then, and Jimmy said he would give half to the government, if we would go fetch it. So off we went, Wendy and me, with three days rations and a pack horse. I had tried to get her and the boy to make a map but they disagreed so much about details that we decided to take the girl along as a guide. Lt. Foster gave me the usual lecture about behaving myself. I promised I would not touch the girl, and he laughed and turned his back.We camped the first.
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