I put my own arms on them and sat, waiting.The room was dark anyway, as the curtains were drawn shut keeping the early morning sun out of the room, bu... the mask over my eyes made it impossible to see anything. I sat, listening, waiting.My eyes kept flickering open, brushing the silk lining of the mask, the softness of the material feeling cool against my eyes, waiting. The chair is comfy, like an old worn wooden chair can be sometimes, after being used for decades. The wood feels cool against. Her hair was long, black and neatly combed back into a pony tail. You could see the thick bundles of her hair clustering together. Her face was soft. She would beautiful and gently red lips and dark black eye lids. Her face was lightly brown. The black eyes tended to bat at anyone looking at her, while she was trying to understand whatever she was seeing. Next to Delal on the aisle side sat Abda. The first thing you noticed about Abda was that she wore pitch black clothes. Then, you noticed. Have it, the Captain walked in. He listened for about five seconds then he ordered, "Major stop bothering the Sgts., since they have important jobs to do. And I hope you realize a Marine Major on a submarine is about as worthless as tits on a boar."So Sgt. Blaine headed up to work the sonar (I had no idea when or how he learned that skill) and I sure as hell didn't know where Sgt. Reynolds went. Then I was told to swab the fucking deck. Yeah, I remembered too late where I heard about this damn. The moment she sent this I went and slept on her. And trust me guys, I realized what heaven was. Since then sex has been in my daily life. My nipples were touching her nipples and my dick was saluting her pussy by touching it over her nighty. We started smooching wildly and playing with our tongues.Then I started to lick her neck and below the neck. She told me do one thing go inside my nighty from the down. And do whatever you want but don’t come out. I went inside her nighty and started.