It also explains why two weeks ago there was a pickup at a diner in Boise that somehow netted seventy soldiers all at once and then no more pickups th...at weekend." Seventy?" Becky asked.Jessica nodded. "There was a rodeo in town and the place was packed. I did hear a rumor that more than a few of the people picked up didn't have all the concubines they were supposed to have. But the stories never said how that was resolved."Sergeant O'Malley was paying a bit too much attention to the discussion. " Nice to meet you both. Um, your apartment, huh? What time?" This time, like six o'clock?" the mother answered and I nodded and they turned around and went down the stairway into the building.I sat there for a few minutes, realizing I had never given them my name or apartment number but it did seem that I had a date with them both the next afternoon.Well, that gave me something to look forward to as I worked at my tedious, boring job and when it came time to go home, I had a hard-on that just. When Cynthia broke it, she smiled at Mike. "Thank you for the lovely night. And of course the wonderful dinner." Do you think we can do this again?" Of course," she pecked his cheek then disappeared into the house. Cynthia stood with her back to the door with her eyes closed. Soon tears spilled out of her closed lids and down the cheeks. She felt like she had betrayed Ed so soon after his death. Since she was to start at the hospital in the morning and needed her rest, she slowly climbed the. As soon as he started I knew I was gonna cum hard and within what felt like seconds I was being washed over by such intense pleasure I was almost automatically raising my hips to meet each thrust of his hand and had to put a hand over my own mouth to quiet my moans. Just as I was about to cum he leaned forward and whispered in my ear "whose pussy is that?" And I told him it was his because right then it was and I came so hard I almost couldn't see straight. I wanted him to take me so badly,.