"What if I come in your mouth?" I asked hoping to change her mind."Please don't do that. Just let me feel you there." She said as I got up and went to... the sink in the bathroom. I used a washcloth and rinsed and wiped my abused cock.When I came back into the room she was kneeling on the bed as if taking a place in a porno movie scene. I felt like she was setting the stage for a dream sequence. I stood in front of her and she bent and took me in her hand and looked me over very closely. She. He knew the Gunnery Officer was officer of the day, and Tony knew that he would probably sit in the wardroom after liberty men had gone ashore, and he had done the evening rounds with the duty Petty Officer, with his wife, drinking scotch, while she knitted balaclava's from reclaimed wool for the lads, if past history was anything to go by.It was just 0800 am as Tony sat down staring despondently at his plate of Tinned Sausages, Fried Bread, Tinned Tomatoes (frequently referred to as red lead. After all, the skimpy swimwear they were wearing would have been shocking at the community pool, much less on the evening streets of downtown Middlebury.As usual, it was Andi Steadman who took the lead in the conversation. Jay just shook his head and grinned at her boldness."Hi, Folks. Could my partner and I get a little assistance? We need to take some pictures and videos with you folks, if that is okay." Andi walked up to the guy who looked like he might be in charge. She was correct in her. He told her that the scenery was beautiful and that there was an excellent and secluded swimming hole four miles into the five mile hike. She found herself daydreaming about the cool, clear mountain water against her tanned and toned skin. She had neglected to bring any swimwear and had never skinnydipped before, but on a day like this, there was no reason not to. As she continued to hike, she saw chipmunks chattering and blue jays flitting about in the treetops. The sun continued to punish.