I turned and looked at him, and he dropped his hand onto his flies and slowly undid them, I sat saying nothing, not objecting, knowing that very short...ly he would expose himself to me, and in an involuntary movement, I pressed my crotch, seeking my clitoris, now swollen, it felt good and I gasped, as he took his cock out, got up and moved across to where I sat.Pushing it against my face I drew in deep his aromas,feeling his heat as his balls brushed my soft cheek and I turned my face back to it. . If it is a commercial flight, it is 3 o’clock. If it is an Air Force plane, it is 1500 hours. If it is a Navy aircraft, it is 6 bells. If it is an Army aircraft, the big hand is on the 12 and the little hand is on the 3. If it is a Marine Corps aircraft, it’s Thursday afternoon and 120 minutes to “Happy Hour.”During training exercises, the lieutenant who was driving down a muddy back road encountered another car stuck in the mud with a red-faced colonel at the wheel. “Your jeep stuck, sir?”. There was no one around, not that I knew of anyways. If they were, I didn't care. My bathing suit was starting to feel claustrophobic so I disrobed of it right then and there. My large breasts bounced out of the material and my nipples were getting harder and harder. That felt much more liberating. I paused my playing and dipped my hand in the cold water, stroking my clit. The brisk feeling near sent me over the edge. My moans got louder. "Oh, fuck! Fuck me!" I pumped the vibrator in and out. I feel it with my fingers, my lips, my tongue, my nose... inhale its odour, sense its warmth, revel in the sickly sweet stench of preum.And when she holds me firmly by the ankles as she stands at the side of the bed, and takes me deeply and roughly with that magnificent cock, I close my eyes and delight in the power of her penetration, stretching my arse muscle, filling my bowel and sending a delectabel pressure back upwards into my stomach so that I feel as tough this penis has possessed me.