It was more of a big fuzzy spot in my imagination than a real plan, or anything.So, for now, Jake and I both had rooms on the main floor, and we mothb...allked the upper story, which meant the top of the staircase was sealed with a big sheet of ten mil plastic.I had written home about events as my military career came to an end. Of course I didn't know what was going to happen job-wise when I wrote the emails, and I didn't have a cell phone at that point because it didn't seem to make any sense to. .. I just nodded.Tim was listening, not moving an inch, his penis limp, still in my hand... "... I... I've been thinking of what you've said... you know... and... I'm sorry... I really am... I'm so sorry I have been like this... I mean... the last days..." It's okay John... I think I would have acted the same..." ... you know... I'm sorry that I called you these bad things... I really am... please forgive me mom..." ohh John... don't be sorry... it's okay, it really is..." I've missed you. ”The slaps and questions come rapidly now, Permission to insert a finger? No Sir.To insert two?No Sir.To insert three?No Sir.To pinch that clit?No Sir.To fuck that pussy?No Sir.To abuse your cunt?No Sir.To defile that body?No Sir.My face is read and my eyes are tearing, you grab my hair and yank my face up to look at you.“Did you ask permission to use MY cunt? Were you allowed to cum without me?”I realize my largest mistake. I’ve only admitted to touching myself, not to disrespecting what has. My pussy was stretched around his cock, and I was sliding backwards and forwards with the f***e of the deep fucking I was getting. Andy gasped and panted as he began to come, and I felt his spunk shooting into my pussy. I wrapped my legs around him and held him there as he rocked, and unloaded the last of his spunk into me. Andy unlocked the van doors and let Terry back in, then he lay beside me, kissing me, and asking if I’d enjoyed it. I could only moan in response. Terry knelt between my.