All he knew was that being around her confused him. It couldn’t be that he felt attracted to her, could it? No, she really wasn’t his type. He had... never shown much of an interest in girls anyway. Most of them seemed silly and superficial, but whenever he did look at them he found the blonde and petite ones attractive--women who were very different from Louise. What was it then that made him look at her breasts or butt? Perhaps it was the fact that her curves were so present that he felt he just. My mind swirled trying to make sense of what was happening, just then I felt the familiar stirring deep in my groin I was going to cum, my head was bobbing on the cock in my mouth which was rapidly withdrawn and my face was sprayed for hot gloopy cum at the same moment my own seed erupted. It was surreal the hand withdrew and the cock beside me vanished I was alone my cum wet underwear cooling and uncomfortable and my face glazed with a strangers gloopy cum. I stood and found the gents. It was a closed ceremony in Fort Ernesto’s gymnasium, and Violeta sat with the other four men’s families, smiling at Hernando. He flashed her a brief smile back.Santori would stress the word “men” when he spoke of how proud he was of his new Special Forces troops. It was unnecessary. The Generalissimo only begrudgingly allowed women to join the military. Hernando knew of female soldiers who were qualified for El Squadra, but Santori would always find one reason or another to reject their. She stood straight and rigid, her mouth drawn into a grimace, her eyes wildly racing back and forth but seeing nothing. After a quick breath, she let out a long mournful moan. "Nnnnoooooooooooooooo..." It started quietly and got louder until it cut off just as abruptly as it had started. Gripping the table with one hand, she retched violently and convulsed, her skin turned a pasty white, and then she collapsed like a marionette with the strings suddenly cut. Had Gaho not been so close, to.