The next thing I could remember… I was sitting on a toilet seat in a stall in the men's bathroom receiving his cum shot on my face and in my mouth. ...hen he introduced himself as Anthony and we arranged a new date for Friday; when my loving Victor would be out of town.After leaving the office on Friday I headed home to get ready for his arrival. Anthony was punctual, as the doorbell rang a couple of minutes early. I answered the door in my bathrobe, finding that handsome black man there…He came. We started to miss each other so much. With everything going on in our lives…we found we were able to smile just by thinking of the other person, or looking at their picture. We were like school children. We kept in touch the entire time I was in Iraq. Eventually she came to Kuwait, she took over for the unit that handled the theater in and out processing. Which meant I would get to see her just as I left theater, I couldn’t wait. The day would not come soon enough in my eyes. I would be like a. I reached up and grabbed his hand through my shirt and looked him in the face. Before I could say a word Willie, leaned in and kissed me on the lips and said '...don't worry, it's alright, take another whiff and relax...' Confused I slowly raised the vial back to my nostril and took another strong snort. This time Jake was behind me with his arms around my mid section and grinding onto my buttocks. I started to complain only to have Willie once again lean in and kiss me gently upon my lips. Absently her hands went to her breasts and she felt them beneath her fingertips, the nipples swelling slightly with her touch and the cool breeze, she caught her breath and looked around realising what she was doing, there was no one around, what harm could it do and if there was, well it might just make their day, happening upon her pleasuring herself like a naughty nymph caught in a forest glade. Her hand slipped beneath her t shirt, she wore no bra, she had large breasts which didn’t need.