So I bent over and wrapped his shaft with my melons. ‘Silky, God, your skin is so soft!’ He liked the sensation. I held them together, and slowly ...slid up and down his tumescence, offering soft pouty lips to his head at the top of each stroke. My little tongue lapped against his glistening nugget with every move. He groaned his arousal and I purred in response. It was not my intention to soon alleviate his needs, but rather to torment him as long as possible. Jessica brought out my birthday. I shrugged. What difference could it make?We went into the ruin of a town, and she began directing us until we goto an old building, and said the temple was under it. Apparently, thedesert had blown in enough to cover over the entrance, so the soldiershad to work for a couple of hours to expose it, and then we went in.What happened next was not fun. You may remember in the first IndianaJones movie, the place with all the booby traps?Well, this temple had real ones, and it cost us three good men. "You didn't want to take a break?" I asked. "I'm used to these kind of trips." she said. Then she leaned over a bit and softly added: "And I enjoy the thrill of a desperate bladder." I suddenly remembered the add felt a twitch in my pants as she gave me a wink before turning back to her book.About half an hour later, I was pretty much done with the magazines and gave them back with a thank you. I opened my first can of soda and took a sip. As I put the can on the table, she reached out and. The juice was like heroin to a drug addict, she couldn't get enough of it. When Beth worked her way up to Trish's clit, Trish screamed out and climaxed all over Beth's face and mouth. Beth tasting her cum, climaxed. She immediately felt relief from the arousal consuming her body but it only eased it a bit, not satisfying it by any means. But even a little relief was welcome as her mind cleared a bit and allowed her to think of what to do next. "God, slut, that was wonderful, please don't stop,.