Why?”“Do we know his name? I might know the guy.”“Yeah, okay...” He shuffled through some paperwork, and then said, “Gorsky, Mike Gorsky. ...You know him?”A cold hand clenched my heart. Mike Gorsky was one of my battle buddies, and he had problems that made me look normal. He had done three tours in Afghanistan with the Marines and was not adjusting at all well to civilian life. He had a lot of nightmares, tended to medicate himself with booze and black market Oxy, couldn’t hold a job, and tended. My velvet walls contracted and massaged his cock urging the release of scolding hot ropes of cum which shot powerfully into my orgasm wracked pussy. We growled like wild beasts, rutted like Bison to an intensely mutual climax. “I can hear dogs,” I said.“I can too Catherine, they are getting closer,” he said.“I couldn’t get used to them calling you John on the radio my love.”“Well yes, I have always used Jack as an alias, just like my father did. A lot of John’s do. Which do you prefer Cat?”“I. .Usne kaha chal meri nighty me neeche se ghus jaa.. Jb tk me khana bna rahi hu tu meri gaand aur chut chat… Aaj se tujhe hi meri chut aur gaand ka khayal rakhna hai…Mene malkin ka hukm mana aur peechhe se unki nighty utha kr ghus gaya.. Mene unki panty utari to pehli baar unki chut ko dekha aur bs fir kya tha mene apni zuban unke chut se lga di..Touch hote hi jese unke sharir me current daur gayi ho ..Unhone nighty k uper se hi mera sir pakda aur apni chut pr dabane lagi .. Khana bnane ka kaam. I want that too.”Another surprise. “I didn’t know. I’ve been so careful not to push you.”“Yes ... you have,” she sighed, her head on his shoulder. “You have been very patient with me. I feel very good when I am with you. I want you, Jesse. I am not experienced like you, so you will have to be ... careful.”“I know,” he said, kissing her forehead. “I don’t know what, but I know something in your past caused you great harm and I know you are still dealing with that. But I also want you to know I.