Shaheen was raising her hips, meeting each of my thrusts. As my pushes into her got harder and faster, I felt Shaheen’s body start to tense and she ...buried her face into my chest. I felt her warm breath on my chest as her moans grew louder. I pumped into her and then lost control. One thrust pushed in deep and I stopped, my cum shooting into her. Quick little thrusts pumping more and more into her.“Yesssssss” I moaned into the pillow as I felt my cream fill her tight little pussy.“Mmmmm, don’t. We make small talk about our journeys during the ride. I’m feeling nervous again, wondering how the trip will play out and if the reality can ever live up to the fantasy. He must sense it as he takes my hand in his and softly squeezes it, which instantly makes me feel calmer.When we arrive, I check us in and we make our way towards our room, which is on the top floor. As we step inside, we both gasp at the sight before us. We’re situated on the corner of the building and have full-length. Sally put her arms around his neck and with her pulling herself up and him lifting she ended up with her legs around his waste. Unfortunately his cock was not in her pussy and neither of them had a free hand to reposition it. Kerry saw their distress and went to their rescue, as Sally lifted a bit higher, Kerry placed her husbands cock at the entrance to Sallys cunt, then Sally sank back down onto his shaft. Then Mary came and stood in front of me with her back to me so that she could watch. As I write this I have a real problem remembering that I was home at all. The situation did nothing to strengthen our marriage. As I learned later from MaryAnn, she really would have rather I had not come home at all. She missed her fucking time with Victor and wasn’t getting much from me.The next few paragraphs will describe the worst time in my entire life, bar none.After two years on the Kitty Hawk I arrived back in Albany in October, 1969. I was in receipt of orders to NAS Norfolk, VA, to.