Yea, I think I was likeeighteen or nineteen when we met. It was fun back then, but now, it's justnot so much fun, and it's not like I'm going with so...me other chick, it'sjust different. Being with her ain't nothing like what I'm feeling rightnow, and that's what's so weird. This is weird, but man, I took one lookat you coming out of that bar, and I wanted to just cry, I'm serious man, Iknow that is stupid, but man, I wanted my whole life to be what it wasright then. I could have gotten. “You're amazing.”“Better than your husband?” I asked, thrusting into her cunt.“Way better!” She clenched her pussy around my dick. “I didn't marry him for his cock. Oh, Ms. Pearce. Oh, yes, yes, this futa-dick. Oh, you're so fucking huge.”I groaned and thrust harder, faster. I buried my girl-dick to the hilt in her. I slammed into her depths, reveling in every last second of being in her cunt. Her pussy clenched about me. This wonderful, hot, and juicy snatch gripped me. It was fantastic.The. When she finished, she removed the clip and cleared the breech. Her targets were brought back and scored. All were tens, in spite of using automatic fire. Every bullet scored. The range personnel went bugeyed as they looked at the targets. No one working the range had ever seen a perfect score, and no one had ever fired the terrorist course using automatic fire.“Try to do better, Major,” Kelly ordered, as she walked off.Each night Kelly would stagger back to the house and take turns with Mike. Tomorrow morning, Im going to meet him at the pool and bring him here. Im going to strip him off and lead him to our bed by his cock. Julies eyes were closed again as her fingers rotated on her mound, just above her clitoris. Im going to get on all fours and raise my ass in the air for him. Do you think youd like to watch? Yes, I know you would. Oh, Ill tell you what my ass will need to be really well oiled. How would you like it if I let you rub that massage oil around my hole for me? Would.