GordoCantor, age 36, five foot eleven, one hundred seventy five lb, a 12 yearveteran of the US Navy, almost all of it with the Seal Team Nine.Commenda...tion after commendation and a list of missions that impressedeven Omar.After three pages of military and career history, she got to thepersonal section of the dossier. Single, a taste for the ladies, fastcars and motorcycles. She rolled onto her back and held the paper inthe air above her. She persued tastes in music, childhood history,family. When she had moistened her toy she ran it down her skin again and positioned it between her thighs, just teasing herself with it. She savored the hungry reaction of her body, stoking the flame of her desire with her slow motions. She pushed it into her pussy and moaned. When it was all the way in she flexed her pussy muscles and moaned at the pleasant sensation of being full. Her hand went to her hard little clit, a skilled finger touching it the way she loved, rubbing it slowly at first then. . thing ... inside me at the ceremony, you refused. It hurt me so bad, because I thought you were rejecting me, and afraid of what the men might do when they found out. But then you knelt down between my legs, and checked to make sure I was not too dry, so you wouldn't hurt me."It made no sense. No man would ever consider caring whether or not the ceremony hurt his wife, or not. It's supposed to hurt. But you cared and you had never met me! You even used your mouth to get me ready, which was. "Pam what should I do?" I asked."That depends on you, and what you want," said Pam."If all you need is to get your itch scratched," she began, "then Emily has the right idea." Told ya," said Emily happily."But," said Pam, "If what you want is him, you're gonna have a bumpy road." Why?" I asked."How did you feel driving home?" asked Pam."I was horny as hell," I said, "I didn't think I could wait until we got home." How do you think he felt?" she asked."I don't know, probably the same," I.