John was shocked into silence. The last thing he remembered before blacking out was pain in his arm and knee, but it couldn’t be paralyzing. Finally... he got the nerve to ask the final question, the one he’d been dreading since he woke up.“What happened to my team?” The doctor sighed and looked down. “PFC Macdonald Griffin is alive. He is lucky to be alive, considering he took a bullet to the head. But it only grazed him. He’s going to have some serious scars, but he will live.” John sighed in. ."Christina cut her husband off and said, "You're a bit of a sissy, butyou're my husband nonetheless. I can't escape that. If I didn't think wecould make it work, I would have shown you the door the day you can camehome with that uniform. I hate seeing you wear it. I do, but it's forthe best. At least now I know you're not cheating on me because I'm sureI'm the only girl attracted to your pansy ass."Court smiled before he asked, "If you don't like it, then why do I haveto dress like a girl. He just continued to rub the head across my lips back and forth numerous times."You are breathing slowly and delaying what you want," she pointed out, wrapping her arms around him. "You allowed me to suck your cock, so let her feel it inside her slit. If you love me, then do it. Even though it is your first time, I know you'll satisfy her." Hey, don't oversell it, you might leave him disappointed."She let go of him and lied down with me. "You are lucky I love you," she mentioned before she. “Got something to show you,” I said with a grin, my rigid cock in my hand. I could barely encircle it. It throbbed and pulsed. The last time I measured, it was nearly eight inches long and more than seven in circumference. “Uh huh,” she said, “been jerking off to computer porn?” “Nope, just thinking about you,” and I stepped out from behind my chair and let go of my throbbing prick. She gasped, put her hand to her mouth and took a step back, dropping her towel. “Migawd,” she gasped, “when did.