We met one on "Naseby", a PO2 Denholt — a very cluey boy indeed. The work he was doing was probably essential to the Navy and he and his friends had...developed a screen which made a ship virtually, not totally, undetectable for all practical purposes. Morg and I kept our ears open for everything we could get about them but six months after we met Denny, the team disappears to reappear six months after that in an orbital harbour-side garage slash repair shop in Gorgipest. We put Julie onto it and. He was good on the trail, picking up from my experience, even taught him to shoot, his joy at bagging a tom turkey, sweet, my baby boy hunter.That he could prep it, cook it, serve it, nice to own a boy cunt, nice indeed. I always made out with him along the trail,had to have him, something about the woods and teen gash, lots of spit swapping, groping, his tits perfect in my hands, hot, firm, his ass made to grope, his cheeks so full,the sexy silk panties so feminine, how warm his inner cheeks. Feeling more turned on by the moment I put a small number of quick sloppy kisses on the head of it. I am too turned on by this variation of the strap-on fantasy we had discussed to kiss for long before slowly sliding two inches, then three into my mouth. My only experience has been a bit of fumbling around at home and the last time we were together but I quickly adjust to the three inches and get more ambitious to show what I can do. I move my jaw and throat to the same angle my friends once. "Can I see it" she asked with a burst of excitement in her voice.. Nervously I reached deep into the wall between the limbs and leaves and retrieved a magazine I got from my cousins car. It was a hard-core porn magazine. "Oooohh", she cooed, "I like this". She said as she grabbed the book from me and started to flip the pages. A few momemts of us sitting next to another, looking at pictures of people sucking and fucking, men fucking women, women fingering women, I could tell I was hard as.