It was clear to me, he wanted to control the pace and literally started fucking my face as I sucked him with my wetter and wetter mouth. He pumped and... pumped and pumped all the while groaning with delight.Now I was pretty much pinned by him and was at his mercy. With this in mind I was mentally exploring my readiness to swallow his load. I didn’t know what to expect. Would I gag?, Would it repulse me? Would I fucking love it? Well I hoped to love it cause either way it was going to happen. She rocked back and forth on her heels, pussy on fire, mind engulfed by desire. Over the night she took turns servicing the three homeless men. After they had fucked her doggy-style they had her mount them one by one, grinding her pussy on their cocks in a cowgirl position, then lay her down on her abandoned jacket to screw her missionary style. She obeyed unquestioningly, lost in the frenzy and fervour of the most intense sex she had experienced since her marriage turned dour. Sometimes she. This was going to be a big worry until we got inside to see what was there. Knowing Hubba and his dad, it was hard to tell what we would find.When I got to the chemical plant gate, a Jeep was waiting to take me to the Intel area. I walked into the room and found Preacher asleep in a chair with his head on the table. I decided I wouldn't disturb him and went to the radio room. I had the operator call Stumpy in and to have him meet me in the briefing room. I headed in that direction and almost. Out of earshot of my mother I managed to speak to the lovely woman “Rowena. I,m really in your debt. Without you and your other nurses I wouldn,t be here. You must go out for a meal and a drink to thank you properly.” “Okay Joe. Here,s my number where I room with two other nurses. If I,m on duty just leave a message with one of my house mates.” she slipped me a piece of paper. It took me a few days to recover fully and with Momout shopping with my k** brother Austin I rang Rowena,s house..