In my barrack room was a member of the RAF Halton Military Band. I can't remember his name so I shall refer to him as "Bob". He played the euphonium, ...was excused boots, was working his ticket, and belonged to the 80th Entry, although none of that necessarily made him a bad person. I asked him if he knew where I could get a cornet, and Bob said to leave it to him. True to his word about a week later he turned up with a beautiful gleaming brass cornet."Five quid to you, Jack, and I'll include. She guided him towards the edge of his bed and told him to sit."Take a seat right here," she cooed as she crawled between his open legs. "That way you can watch me suck this big dick."Looking her son dead in the eye, Donna lapped at his shaft, letting him get a good view of his cock against his own mother's tongue. Then she wrapped her lips around him and eagerly went to work."Unnnhhhh, fuck!"She bore down on it immediately, vigorously fucking her face on her son's stiff dick. She couldn't. Now I could feel how long of a cock he had. It was wide and hard to get my lips all the way around it and I had to work slowly on it. The first time down I only went down about three inches and then I stopped. I started stroking his big fat dick with my left hand and putting my mouth around his head. I slowly lowered my mouth down again and this time I went down about half way his massive cock. I stopped there and used my tongue on his shaft and tried to get a breath in. I went down farther. I looked at the windows and saw a sign that said "Open 6 AM until 9 PM, so I rolled up my Madonna T shirt ,placed it under my head and went to sleep, next thing I knew a Caddy pulled up with 2 black guy's(very studly looking,) one female who was very flat chested. They told me "Are you crazy you can't sleep here you'll get into some trouble. I hopped in the back seat with the girl and drove to their place which was a tar paper shack out in the country, we went inside and the girl fixed us.