Robert Thompson, US Army (Res).Three years ago, I had twelve years in active duty and had just returned stateside from my third tour in the sandbox. I... had escorted my best friend in the service, Sergeant First Class (SFC) Wesley Minor, back to the world. We had been best friends since grade school. The problem was that he came back in a silver colored box with a flag draped over it. I came back with a divot out of my leg from the IED that had killed my best friend. I left active duty and went. It is a slow walk at first, as she gets accustomed to standing so straight to keep the book on her head. Emma makes it twice around the circle before she tips her head too far back this time, thinking she is stabilizing the book better.This time there are six spanks to her cheeks from the crop.Spank, swat, spank, swat, spank, swat.She feels the pain of the spanks run through her body and begins to drip from them. Donald picks up the book, places it on her head, then the fingers of his one hand. His thrusts were slow and unhurried, but from the look on Mom’s face he was doing just what she wanted and needed. As I watched I could almost feel myself there and in his place, stroking my cock in and out of my own mother. In my mind I felt her warm wet pussy around my raging shaft, tight and hot.I looked at Carol and she was bent over the counter, the field glasses glued to her eyes as she watched the sordid spectacle of my parents fucking across the way. I watched as she moved her ass back. I thought to myself that I was such a baby and needed to toughen up.What I found interesting was that each guy I sucked off would 'tap out' of the next rounds of poker and sit back while I sucked him off. Then after he would cum, he would ante into the next hand of poker without missing a beat. These were all married guys that apparently have this kind of poker game once a month.Funny thing too was that I noticed they all wore tshirts and nothing but socks on bottom. They all sat around the.