.. because they're shipping us out in about a month or two." Grace's head shot up and she threw her book onto the ground and tackle hugged him. "Matty... you can't leave! They promised you those days off!" Matty hugged her back, happy she was back in his arms. "They can do whatever they want. They need my unit overseas so I have to go, unless I have a family and I don't." Grace had begun to cry holding tightly onto his shirt as she did as though he was going to be taken away from her if she let. It was good, very, very good–although I hadn’t quite managed a full-blown orgasm. All that changed the summer I visited Aunt Wendy’s cattle ranch in eastern Wyoming. On the drive back from the airport, Aunt Wendy pulled a small silver flask from the glove compartment of her pickup. ‘Darlin’, meet my best friend Johnny Walker,’ she said passing it to me. ‘Have a slug.’ Aunt Wendy was a year older than my Dad. As children, they were Army brats, shuffling between military bases every few years. By. Karina again spread apart the wet, juicy pussy lips, forcing them wide apart and cruelly pulling backthe clitoris hood. Again Karina brought the crop down right on that hot flesh, and again she rubbed it, hard with her fingertips. The girl was crying and moaning and humping her hips as Karina alternated between rubbing and whipping her clit. On the fourth blow, the girl came in a long, shuddering climax, her breasts turning red.Just then, Varina climaxed from the licking and sucking, and true. He tasted amazing to me and I was acting like I wasn’t liking this at all but I was actually loving what was about to happen. Richard put his hand on my shoulder and pressed me forward on his cock and my mouth opened and my tongue slid around the thick mushroom head. He let out a deep groan and jokingly said he needed to be quiet or the family might hear us. I began the slow steady strokes of his cock as my mouth worked its way up and down the throbbing shaft. Richard was offering words of.