The weekend came and went with the usual things including hanging out with friends, drinking, cookouts and visiting the folks back home on Sunday.Come... Monday, I arrived at the worksite earlier than normal and my coworker pulled up right after I did. “I see you are early,” he smiled as he joined me to walk inside the building that we had been working in. “No hot dates or drunken brawls this weekend?” he teased.“No, just a bit quiet this time. How was your weekend?” I asked back.“No drunken. . gonna . . . .cum” I gasped as my load erupted from my balls and blew deep into your ass. I was more than a little ashamed at my lack of self control. Even as my cock was still twitching I pulled out of you and fell to my knees, burying my face in your cunt. The taste was an interesting combination of the sweat of the day, the heady flavor of your cunt itself, and the taste of my own cum as some of it dribbled out of your ass and down onto my face as I lapped your pussy like a starving man. He looked at his watch and said, “I have to go now. I’ve got another run to make.”She kissed him before he left the kitchen. The latest relieved soldier came into the mess hall to get some coffee and stretch his legs. They passed at the mess hall door. The man coming in asked, “Is the situation that bad?”Oscar was about to make light of it and then realized that wouldn’t be a good idea. He stopped and told the man, “We have a lot of bad guys out there that will kill us the first chance they. He was a little too chipper for my taste. He needed to be shipped off to the ‘land of make-believe.’“I’m about to get busy here. Drive around the block or something,” I ordered.“That’s about all the time it would take,” my soon-to-be-ex-girlfriend chirped, and then jumped out of the car.It was lucky for her that I was injured or I would have caught her and turned her over my knee. It was also good that I loved her. She was right, I had it backward. She was the catch in this relationship. To.