Let's say five hundred dollars for a few hours of fun. I rarely have to pay for it but I want you. I've had every cheerleader you saw on the field tod...ay for free. Shit, they would have paid me. But the boosters have my financial needs covered. I'll bet half the white chicks at this party have sucked me off. Although none of them could get all that much of it between the lipstick. Mostly the bimbo babes just nibble on the end of my third leg. Not that I can remember faces or names. Most white. ‘Go get settled in. There is a meeting for the entire command tomorrow morning at 0800.’ As I got up to leave he stood, extended his hand to me and said. ‘Good to have you back Gunny. You’ve been missed.’ Making my way to my old quarters I ran into Lieutenant Mitchell my squad’s commander. ‘Steiger, what the hell are you doing back here?’ Lieutenant Mitchell asked me. ‘I would have thought you would have requested a reassignment after getting all shot up.’ ‘No, Sir,’ I replied. ‘I signed on. We didnt have time for more, she added defensively. If he hadnt drunk so much, wed have made love tonight. My fingers wormed past her gusset, wiggling into her honeypot. So your husbands not takin care of his marital duties, huh. Its fine, she moaned, her cooch squeezing on my fingers. I hot MILF like you shouldnt settle for fine. You should have a hard pecker up your cooch whenever you want! You need to stop that, she protested. Oh, God, please stop! Why? I asked, my thumb finding her hard. I would also wear her big full-cut knickers and doreen bra, and complete this with a lace slip and a pair of strappy heels or mule slippers that I could fit into then. I used to get so turned on that I would come in my tights without even touching myself, and I would stay hard all day in them. This little habit continued until I finally left home in my early-20s! I remember one morning I was in my usual favourite position - gyrating my hips in my best girly way in front of the long mirror. I.