I got a late start getting on the road to get home, so by the time I started getting close to Ft. Wayne, Indiana, I was getting tired. I found myself ...pull into the rest area, just south of Ft. Wayne. It was after midnight, and there were only a few trucks in the rest area.I pulled into a parking spot, and decided to go into the rest room, and splash some water on my face to wake myself back up. Just then I thought, what the hell, and went to the last stall, and started to jack myself off. I was. " Please let me in. I've nowhere to go." You should have thought of that before you disobeyed me. Now get off my property." He raised the riding crop to whip me."No don't. I'm sorry. I beg you. I'll do anything you want just let me back in." You promised to obey me before and you haven't. You had your chance. Now fuck off." I will, I will. I'll do whatever you say. I won't disobey you again." A cruel smile came across his face."You'll do whatever I want." Yes, whatever you want." On your knees. He never saw nor talked to Bunny again the final four years of his life.His mother requested that his remains be brought back to Kansas for internment. She’d kept his childhood home immaculate and ready for that day when he’d leave the Corp. and return.The Pyles accompanied the casket back and on an oppressively humid Kansas day his Sergeant was laid to rest.“Gomer, do you remember that time when Vincy came to visit and you got stuck on the same plane and you ended up here at the house as. She's got a really tight cunt and fantastic control of her cunt muscles, she gripped and tightened on my cock as I pulled out then rammed back in, hard. She almost gagged, the cock in her mouth pushed in to her throat, but she took his length into her throat, sucking hard, swallowing his prick, then bobbing her head up and down his prick. Her cunt was slick, her thighs soaked in cunt juices, my prick filling her fuck hole. Steve had moved to her side watching me ramming my cock in her slippery.