I reached up and dropped the band of his nylon shorts down and his beer can sprang in to my face. I thought this was perfect. Almost 9 inches, thick, ...uncut with just the head of his glans popping through his foreskin and glistening in the fading light. I leaned in to him taking his tool in my waiting mouth and felt his hands on the back of my head guiding me in. As soon as he felt my mouth around his shaft and my tongue flicking his glans and pee hole he convulsed. Very sensitive. Not one to. ”“I think not, Captain,” I said, then stepped up to the door and put by shoulder to it. The door swung inward to reveal Masters’ sleeping quarters, with an unmade bed and a young black girl, naked as the day she was born, sitting on it. Her arms were wrapped around her slender but shapely body as she rocked back and forth, making a high pitched keening sound of absolute woe.“It seems your bird has flown, Captain. Who is the girl?”“Oh, just one of the local whores, Colonel. There is precious. Please don’t let us stop, I need to feel close to you.’ ‘I want to take this further too, I really do, but I don’t want to ruin what we have… or could have…’ ‘We can’t ruin it, we can only make it better…’ With that I kissed him softly again. He looked at me once more, searching my eyes for what he wanted to see. He found what he was looking for my desire. He then kissed me long and hard, his own desire increasing with every second. I pulled his shirt over his head, feeling his chest with my. ‘And what?’ ‘Well, if anyone ever messed with you, I’d rip them apart. Endearing.’ I glowed, grateful he wasn’t looking at me. ‘Really?’ I kept my tone level. ‘Yeah…’ He looked up, ‘We used to hate each other, didn’t we?’ I nodded. ‘But we still had sex.’ Again, I nodded. ‘Why did we do that?’ ‘I don’t know. But I know I hated you. I spent 90% of our Disney tour wishing you were dead.’ ‘But we had sex a lot on that trip.’ ‘We did.’ There was a long silence. ‘We’ve come a long way from then, I.