I hung around with another shavetail. He was named Art. Both of us liked to party. So, we hung out in the Fells Point section of Baltimore. There was ...othing to match the perpetual party atmosphere of the Broadway Square area. It was also a lot easier to get back to our off-base quarters from there; since we lived in Glen Burnie.I was sitting with Art in The Horse You Came in On Saloon. How can you NOT patronize a place that has been “serving drinks since the 18th Century?” We both were a. He stepped forward, finally getting to see her up close. He pumped his cock readily, gazing over her glistening body just as she turned over to her hands and knees. She pointed her ass right to him. It was all he could do to resist the urge to kneel behind her and plow his cock into her to finish. His gaze traveled along her beauty as his own arousal started to draw close to its peak. He caught her longing gaze over him, begging him on to coat her and in response, his orgasm erupted through his. I said to her “are you mad at me?” “No, why should I be my son is fucking your wife so how can I”. She looked me straight in the eyes and said, “besides I could use a little myself this morning”. My cock started to get hard immediately and she could see that. She wanted it so I just slid my shorts off after kicking my slippers from my feet, my hard cock popping up as she got up and sat down on top of me right there in the chair of the breakfast table. As my cock parted her lips, she felt so hot. “New girlfriend?” she asked teasingly. Matt wasn’t sure what she meant. He wondered if she’d just seen Denise talking to him, or if he was still walking on air after the weekend with Carla.“The change to the scene on page 128,” she explained when she saw his confusion.“Oh, sort of,” he replied. “I met her in L.A. last Tuesday afternoon by the hotel pool. I was there to meet the espionage consultant.”“She must have made quite an impression based on what you wrote about her,” Dr. Humphries.