"I don't suppose...." he began, cautiously"No" I said flatly - to whatever the request was about to beI closed my eyes and imagined his cock opening, ...then pumping it's hot contents into my ample cleavage.I rubbed harder and faster"OhhHH" I moaned He gasped "NnnnnnnNN" I grunted and my hips bucked on the bed as my body was racked with a huge multiple orgasm. My skin was burning, heart racing, my eyes watering; it seemed to last forever but gradually it calmed down, and my breathingand heartbeat. He wanted to go to the wine growing region. So, that left me to travel to the east coast for my delivery. I had medical supplies, "K" and "C" rations, and spam. Most GI's hated all of this stuff, but the Italians were starving and desperate---they thought it was a feast. After about a six hour drive, I arrived in this little village and had to find the local padre. It seems that the padre had been killed by the Nazi's. The Red Cross was now administrating the area. I had to find Darla Davidson,. I slid her panties off and my boxers, and pulled the covers to my shoulders for cover. I lowered my head to her crotch, and licked at her clit. I licked harder and harder at it, slipping it in now and then. Her hands went through my hair, and pulled when I went faster.“Shit, Joe. Shiiit-“ she whispered. I brushed my lips against her clit, and licked. The harder she pulled, I could taste more juice flowing out. She began her climax, and pulled my hair straight up. When she finally finished, my. So we went to Ambleside to see if we could rekindle something and stayed at a lovely little B&B run by Bill and Margaret, who on the outside seemed like a sweet and innocent Cumbrian couple! Anyway I will talk more about them later as first I want to start at the end of the week and out drive down the M6.We set off after breakfast on Sunday morning and to be honest we both felt bloody knackered after a week of almost no sleep and plenty of physical activity. Half an hour into the drive I was.