She called him Randy.It was an inside joke to her because she had nicknamed her husband’s dick “Randy” because all the females at the Fort would... use the term to describe any soldier with a need to use his cock for sexual relations. In the military lifestyle, that was a scenario that was more frequent than rare, and she was constantly aroused by the feel of the pony’s muscles between her legs as she rode him bareback without a saddle. In the Indian world, saddles were a luxury and a nuisance. ”Yes. I want you to prove to you how much I want to be here,” I said grinding my silk-clad pussy into his stomach scooting my body down so my pussy was in direct contact with his crotch.I felt his hard cock straining against his pants. My pussy gushed as I ground harder into his crotch and felt our heat mix together. Without wasting another minute, he gently pushed me off while he took off his pants and boxers in one fell swoop. I could hear his labored breathing and his slow, sexy smile. . NONONONO! It isn't true, it isn't true..."But her words had no meaning to her boy friend as he began to slap her about the head. "So this is what you've been doing... this is your roommate... This is your house... this is where you turn your tricks! Where you massage and fuck your johns!"With each 'this' his hand had come down hard against Julie's cheeks, battering her head to and fro like a volley ball."What the hell is goin' on?" yelled Ertha from the bedroom, wondering what all the fracass. He’ll be putty in your hands.”“Thank you. I really mean it, thank you for everything,” I said leaning over to Kayla to hug her goodbye. Kayla leaned into me and placed a gentle kiss on my lips. There was no attempt to kiss me on the cheek or turn her head to the side.“Maybe before I leave we can get together and go out,” Kayla said and kissed me again. “Remember, Kenny loves to be teased.”With that last comment I opened the door and stepped out into the evening heat of North Carolina. I turned.