The other slip of paper also had Steiger’s name on it, but no one saw that one. The chief knew, as did every one else in the unit, about the ‘Dear... John’ letter. Things like that are impossible to keep secret amongst men that live and fight together in the military. He figured that his lieutenant had two shots out of a hundred to winning the prize. Little did he know that every man in the outfit had written Steiger’s name down before placing into the box. ‘Hey, Lieutenant’, Kincaid called out. Vivian still had her arms around her and Kendra could feel her young breast pressed to her back. "Well, Kendra, you wouldn’t be the first older women I've been with. I told you I'm kind of a slut, so it’s not like you're doing anything to take advantage of me. And if you really didn't want it this would have no effect."Kendra’s night shirt had been too short to start and with all the squirming it had ridden up higher leaving her pussy exposed. Vivian swept her hand, the one Kendra was holding. Marie was impressed, though she hadn’t been quite sure about the rush. But he was as he had claimed: quiet, respectful, easy to get along with. In fact, she rarely saw The night that Colin had finally settled in, Marie received a note under her door. It was a Friday night, and she had gotten home late. She set her glass of water down and reached for it. It read: Making breakfast. It was signed with the letter C. She stared at it for a few moments, as though another message would reveal itself. My wife was absolutely soaking and was gagging for a cock in her cunt judging by the slurping noises she was making. After a while, I could see Mike wanted more as well and I motioned for him to come over to take her from behind. He didn't need asking twice and withdrew his cock from her mouth. He came round to my end and I crouched down to watch him make his entry. He held his cock and pushed into her sticky opening. His shaft was soon coated with her juices. He held on to her hips and thrust.