He shuffled forward with his trousers still around his ankles and I grasped his cock and examined it minutely as it became rock hard again almost inst...antly. The tip looked a bit raw so perhaps I wouldn’t be the only one sore tomorrow. Some of my pubic hairs were attached to the shaft by a mixture of my own cream and the spermicide from the condom.The broken condom had been pushed right to the base of his cock by our fucking. I could smell my own pussy on his cock, too, as I cupped his heavy. "I will go there while you tend to your fallen compatriots and send word back to your captain. Perhaps he would like to come and join me for a drink and a chat. What do you say man?"The man bit his lower lip in response and hesitated. That moment of hesitation was his undoing. The riff-raff that was lining the streets took it as a sign of cowardice and they started mocking the man. The mocking grew quickly and the man's face became red with embarrassment. Frustrated he did what he shouldn't. I had boarded a Grumman OV-1 Mohawk that was going out on a photographic mission along with two other journalists plus the crew. We had taken off from Da Nang and flew north. We were not that far really over North Viet Nam when we were hit by ground fire that took out our starboard engine. As soon as we had been hit, the pilot sheared off to the right taking us very quickly out over the sea, losing height at the same time. A crewman shouted to us above the noise that it would be better that if. Her tongue licked over my lips and all around my mouth. She bit down gently on my lower lip, pulling it into her mouth, and sucked and fed on it.My hands continued to make love to her buttocks, to caress the flesh so close to her center. I moved my fingers into their dividing cleft and slowly traced downward, seeking out the feminine treasures hidden below. Further down, the crevice was wet, coated with her hot, slippery, sexual creams. I moved my fingers up and down, sliding in the hot.