Madeline’s hair falling around my face smell of fruits and is heavy with the scent of hair pomade. I finally move, letting a hand run through her cu...ls and holding her to me as we kiss. And Madeline is jerking my cock. I pull off her pre-faded designer jean jacket and she grins until I toss it over the edge of the quarry into the lake below. She looks at me like I just shot Kennedy. ‘Nothing’s special,’ I tell her. She tears off my jacket and tosses it in with her coat. I smile. Her tank top,. She was dressed in a gown of shimmering white. Through it, I could see her full breasts standing tall and proud. Even her nipples looked as if they were ready to pop through the fabric. I let my eyes drift slowly down, drinking her in. I could see her pouty lips, wet with anticipation. Underneath the beauty, I knew she was a bitch in heat, ready to be taken.Music, "Here Comes the Bride."Her mother moved in front of my new lover to be. "Do you take this woman as your concubine, to have to hold. What unit are you with in the army? What rank are you?" I'm a major, and I'm with the 25th ID. We are in afghanistan right now, but should be home by July. Do you have other photos you can show me other than what I saw on the site?" She opened photoshare and showed him several of her favorite photos. He, in turn, sent her 5 of his photos. She was speechless. He must stand 6'1", close to 300 pounds and solid muscle. The gun he was holding in the photo looked tiny in his muscular hands.They. ’ ‘Why does it have to be me?’ ‘You aren’t going home for Thanksgiving right? There should be no problems then.’ ‘So you’re saying I’m a last resort? Thanks.’ ‘That’s not what I mean Dawn. I mean you’re pretty, smart, talented, and successful. There’s no way my mom couldn’t approve of you as my girlfriend. You being available for Thanksgiving just adds to the perfection of my plan.’ ‘If your plan were so perfect, why would you need to ask me to pretend to be your girlfriend?’ ‘Fine, I didn’t.