Sometimes it felt like going up over a 7 footer playing Basketball, A lot of work and not happening much, but if you apply yourself and ramrod your ef...fort then you can hang in and make do. Make your breaks and if the Door Cracks Kick it open. If theres a Machine Gun Behind The Door, it might Jam or the round could be a dud, if not oh well gotta go sometime. I am filing this story under, Fiction and Essay, most of it happened, Getting Knocked Up while I was in Vietnam sure did. Fucking her till. ‘Can you believe this John?’ she asked him and he sat up and looked over her body at her holding my cock upright. I could see that she was using her other hand to hold his prick which was still in a flaccid state, but I could see it starting to grow as I watched. ‘Wow! What’s turning you on John? Not wanting to be left behind seeing that Bob’s up and ready for another session?’ ‘Some…something like that,’ he stammered, but I could see the glint in his eye as he looked at my prick being held. “That’s enough from you,” she hisses. “I’m so tired of your talk. All you are is talk. You say you’re going to take Reyna down. You’re going to save me. I don’t want any saving, and if I did, you wouldn’t be the one to do it. You’re nothing, little Sarah. You’re not a goddess. You’re not even a slut. You’re nothing at all.” She spits on me, then hits me again. I feel my lip split. At the sight of my blood, Sandra’s eyes widen and she falls backwards, cumming. “Reyna’s wasting her time with you.. People had been trying to get the two of them to spar for a long time, but somehow, it just hadn't happened. Anyway, if she did turn out to be a dud, then he wasn't going to trust luck a third time. Retirement was only a form away. Too bad too, since under other circumstances, he'd be more than happy to spend some off duty time with any one of them. Major Wilds was almost as tall as he was, which meant she was five eleven. She had very short, blonde hair and the build of an athlete. Big, baby.