Alia started to respond to my fucking by moving against me again, and I could feel her pussy tighten around my cock. She raised herself on her hands w...hile I took her, bent over the table.I looked up at the back of her head where her hair was swaying back and forward in time with my deep strokes. I couldn't resist reaching up with one of my hands and entwining her hair between my fingers. Pulling gently but insistently on her hair I raised her head and pulled her body against my cock in time. There would be no satisfying the few prudes who would object to anything racier than holding hands.Rick caught onto my hints, I couldn't have made them any broader. For instance, I normally sat in the front row of English. I had on this short dress, and when he went up to the front of the room to read his book report I made sure my knees were sufficiently far enough apart he could see my panties. I saw him glance at my legs once, smile, and smoothly turn it into a sweeping glance across the. It was different! You seemed to be able to smell fruits you had never tasted with rotting jungle vegetation, the ocean, seafood and a host of smaller city-smells mixed in too.The second thing that hit you was the tropical heat and humidity. It was akin to walking into a brick wall; it was so thick you wondered if you could move through it.I was headed into town with my buddy, Jack Macarthy (name changed to protect the guilty, etc). He worked in another division, but we were both Petty Officer. I moved one hand and slipped my thumb gently inside the opening of her wet vagina. I began moving it in and out while at the same time twisting in spirals and purposely seeking her G-spot. I must have been right on as she suddenly took a deep breath, arched her back, thrust her pelvis forward against my face and uttered a series of moans as her body moved uncontrollably in spasms. “Uuuhhhhh, uuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhh, Aaaahhhhhhhhg!” she gasped, “Aaaaahhhhh SHIT YES!” she hissed. GreenPrinces.