” [laugh]They stopped at the mess tent and told the XO that Sam was going out for a couple of hours. Then they jumped in the Chief’s jeep and left...for the Lutheran Church. There was no one there at this time of day.The two men walked into the church and encountered a young woman standing near the pulpit. She was wearing a long white gown and combat boots. The SEAL team commander recognized the boots from a distance. They were from Lands End, steel-toed boots if he remembered correctly. The. God, she could never remember being so excitedly wanting! If... if... only she could think straight!Jeff gaped upward with befogged eyes at the fat, wildly drunk woman who was squatting over him, plunging up and down on his cock, her massive tits hanging and swaying obnoxiously as she worked toward her climax. He saw that there was another waiting, fingering herself as she watched her forerunner... but she wasn't so bad... somewhere in her fifties, but slender and maybe with a tight enough cunt. “She was kind of cute. And we didn’t even get her name.” Maria said after a while of silence.“Yes she was, and I did get her name. Her name is Samantha, her nickname is Sam, she is 19 years old and an orphan.”She looked at him and shook her head in disbelieve. Finally they reached his ranch. They parked outside a quite large two story main house. On the porch, two women were sitting. One of them was a caucasian named Jennifer and the other, Gail, was of african descent. Both of them were. She never says no, but she has no interest, she just lays there. Once or twice was enough of that for me. I love the stupid cunt and it doesn't seem right to just 'use' her to get myself off. I've been a bear to live with. I'm irritable all the time, kicking the dog, throwing things at the cat, slamming doors. Ok ok I know I'm an asshole, but what do you expect from a guy who gets laid five times a week for twelve years and overnight goes to not getting any? It's a good thing we don't have any.