"We're on an exchange programme from OSU to Amsterdam." Well I'm 42 so yes I guess I could be your father's age" I laughed. "Perfect" she said, "You a...e a year older than he is. May I ask you something, since you admit you are a pervert and have been ogling my butt already, this early in the morning?" Ask away" I said, intrigued."Would you like me to give you a blow job, right now in your seat? It's a one time offer, and has to be here in the carriage."My cock stirred at the idea but I was a. "My parents are horny f*cks." We both giggled, then went back to kissing.It wasn't long until he helped me remove me shirt and camisole, leaving me with just my bra on. Then before I knew it, he took of his shirt and unbuckled his belt. His chest looked so nice and muscular, and he was sweating. I moved my hands up and down his chest. Okay, horny teenage girl was really coming out. Soon he had removed my pants, and his. Then his boxers. When I saw his dick, I looked about seven inches. And yes,. "And who the hell can afford to have a fast-attack boat for a mission like this?" Okay, Commander. Then why in hell don't we use some Pibber driver of our own?" This time, Muller meant a sailor used to high-speed cruising of a river, deploying teams and conducting interdiction operations from a fast Patrol Boat, River (the Navy's designation for the specific craft is abbreviated PBR). This was the "Brown-water Navy" operator, real "Apocalypse Now" stuff, Fales knew."Camouflage, Commander. No. Her office was not far. As soon as they arrived, Maria swiped her key card and led Helena up the stairs. They went straight to the spare office, a single large couch chair in the corner, big enough for them to both sit on. They immediately both sat down and embraced again, picking up where they had left off.Their hands were now all over one another. Helena gripped the sides of Maria’s arms, pushing her back and unbuttoning her shirt so that just her bright red bra remained. Helena was.