Marjorie could not have been more pleased. We made love six times and she had forty-seven orgasms.Marjorie was almost exhausted from pleasure. I knew ...that it was going to be an early bedtime for me too. I had cum eleven times in two days. That was some kind of record for me too. I hadn’t cum eleven times in the past year and that would only be from a hand job every now and then. I did have a girlfriend for a while the year before and I probably cum twenty to thirty times that year.Marjorie was. You pulled my straps over my shoulders and then I felt the silk of your tie as you bound my wrists. You pulled my dress down and it pooled at my feet. There I stood in front of you with only my black lace panties and your silk tie on. Your eyes locked on my rock hard nipples. You bent down and took one in your warm mouth and the other between your thumb and forefinger. I moaned as your tongue flicked my nipple and gasped as you pinched and pulled hard on the other. You pulled away and headed to. I could feel my pussy open slowly as Jim took his time to enter me. I moaned in pure ecstasy as I felt Jim's cock work its way up my pussy so maddeningly slow. I tried to reach down between my body and Jim's to force him in deeper. I tried to free my legs from Mary's grasp so I could wrap my legs around Jim's hips to pull him inside me. Her hold was too strong. I was at their mercy. I grabbed Mary's hips and ground her pussy into my face in pure need, burying my tongue as deep in her pussy as I. He was wounded more seriously than I was. Because the U.S. Marine Corps does take prisoners, the corpsmen patched him up, and put him in the medevac helicopter that took both of us to a field hospital. All that I needed were a few stitches in my forehead. They kept me at the hospital two days for observation. The second day I was there I asked a nurse to get me a package of dried fruit. I walked over to see how the Viet Cong was doing. His doctor told me that he would recover, “except for.