“Holy shit!” escaped from my mouth, the thought of almost eight inches of cock in my throat stunned me. No way she could take the whole thing.“R...eally Mom…took a few times…but she actually got the whole thing in her mouth. I…I could actually feel my…my cock in her throat. She put my hands on her neck so I could feel it going in and out!” Mark said excitedly…I moved my leg over one of his and accidentally rubbed his cock…I wanted to hesitate…shit, I wanted to feel it, see it…but, I did not.I. Marta was an expert; she'd given hundreds of gringos' oral sex before. She couldn't even remember anymore how many times she'd sucked a man off, or been fucked for that matter. She didn't really care either. Fucking was still fun for the teenage girl and she still liked a good stiff cock, especially the young Americans. At least they were usually clean, and besides they had the money and paid more than her own countrymen could.She gently grasped Jason's nuts and started to squeeze them in time. I think I'll wander down to the gates to see what my appearance inspires their preacher to say. You'd better stay here because it might get ugly if the angel thinks it has to intervene." Goody," said Julia jumping to her feet to join me. "That loudmouth is begging for a good dose of ugly."Several of the other girls wanted to come too, but Pat said, "If there are cameras I'd better stay here because I don't want Mom and Dad to get worried. Is that okay, Mark?" Of course it is, especially because. I pushed it back. “No, we’re not.” What I couldn’t figure out was why Stewart was attempting this. He must have known I was a decorated veteran by now.“Carl, you are speaking to the American Legion in Parkton this Friday night. You don’t wear one of the flag pins, you might as well write off their votes.”I put the bag in my pocket, just to humor Brewster. “You worry too much, Brew. Come with me to the Post Friday night. It will be fine.”We got a babysitter for the kids that night, and Marilyn.