She groans" OHHH! OHHH! UUHHH! UUHHH! OMG! OMG! OHHH! OHHH!! UUHHH! OHHH! UH-UH-UH-UUUHHHHHOOOOOOOOO" as my hardness pushs deeper into her, and I feel...her relax as I lean into her, feeling my thickness filling her as I press her up against the window. I grab her hips with both hands and slowly thrust my slippery shaft within the warm tightness of her asshole. " OHHH! OHHH!! UUHHH! OHHH! UH-UH-UH-UUUHHHHHOOOOOOOOO!!!!" Eunice groans. Looking into my eyes she pushs back towards me, coaxing the. My shorts just about went over my underwear and exposed a lot of my ass. As I moved towards the dining table, I saw Arjun staring at me with his mouth open. He couldn’t take his eyes off my boobs, which were taking perfect shape.The nipples were visible because I wasn’t wearing a bra. Tanisha looked at me, smiled, and said, “Wow, you look amazing today!” And winked at me. I blushed and then sat down for breakfast. After breakfast, Tanisha left for work, and it was Arjun and me alone for the. I touched on this theme in a previous work entitled, A Man Among Women. My fictitious unit this time, assigned a mission in an equally fictitious war is probably typical of many units in the US Army today. Populated with young men and women who joined up to help pay for college or learn a trade and inadequately trained in combat operations under the Army’s recent and pathetic, ‘kinder, gentler’ training regimens. Virtually all of the unit’s members are assigned non-combat occupational. It didn’t even make sense that it would chime now, it wasn’t even the top of the hour.When it first started going off it was just one little “cuckoo!” and Wayne barely heard it. But then it went off again a minute later and then twice shortly after that. Now it was going constantly, even speeding up. Wayne was worried that the clock’s mechanism was going to break itself.The more he thought about it, the more Wayne was sure that he’d never heard the cuckoo clock ever going off before. Maybe.