.. come back to her senses! And then, he was beside and above her, lowering his head to lick out with his hot, wet tongue over the smooth flesh of her... softly quivering belly!Oh God! Yes! Yes, it was way too late!Again, she felt the gentle delight of its wetly curling length and she raised her head to watch him licking upward over the small rounded tummy of her flattened belly! Higher and higher he came, until at last he was licking the smooth, sensitive undersides of her passion-swelling. We’ll be back before dark.”“Be careful,” he said. He looked at me. “Tara, keep ‘er out of trouble.”“I’ll try,” I said. “See ya.”We rode from the office to the airfield in Cindy’s SUV. “Are you absorbing all this?” she asked.“There’s a lot to absorb,” I said.“Well, we’ll kick back and relax for about three and a half hours, one way. I’ll be flying, so nobody expects me to do anything else. You and I, we can talk about whatever you want, watch the countryside go by.”“I’m looking forward to it.. Sarah zoomed her camera right in to a tight focus on her body, spread her legs and began running her fingers up and down her wet pussy. I grasped my cock and started sliding my hand up and down at the same speed as her hand was moving. The cameras were giving me an excellent view of each other and the microphones were sensitive enough that we could hear each other’s heavy breathing. In fact the definition made it a little frustrating that I couldn’t reach out and touch Sarah, especially when. But this sure didn't look like the road to Vegas. Now I really needed a cigarette, a few beers, and something to shoot. Maybe a lot of things to shoot...I pulled out my old .45 from underneath the driver's seat and tucked it into my pants behind my back. The world felt safer and happier already. Like the know-nothings at the Army, the Marines had switched along with nearly everyone else to the 9mm Baretta 92. Meh. Even the freaking Air Force had the sense to ignore this turkey and stick with.