I tried to imagine a scenario where I could get a little closer to her. Perhaps she'd seen me at the door earlier, and called me over to help her with...something I thought.I reached for the shampoo, and squirted it over the head of my now rock hard cock. One hand stroking up and down the length, while the other worked the tip as I imagined following her into her house, not taking my eyes off that sexy ass in those shorts.Leaning back against the shower wall, both hands on my now slippery cock, I. Derrick leaned forward sticking his wet warm tongue right into anus causing me to moan with pleasure. He raised up behind me quickly saying 'Shhhh, we might get caught.' He moved one hand and guided his penis into my rectum causing me to moan in pain and pleasure 'Unnnnuhuhhhh.' With a sudden lunge Derrick sunk his man hood deep inside my bottom. His pubic hair rubbing against the crack of my buttock. He reached around and took hold of my penis again and slowly started to stroke it slowly. My. They were ruthless soldiers. Soldiers who stopped at nothing to kill off all traditional beliefs. They had no care for anything of what the "old flag" stood for. They only knew they wanted to start off new. Something that actually did not frail under pressure. (something that knew how to initiate combat killing while under a new world order.)In other means, they have forgotten what it meant to fight for what really mattered; or what used to matter. The "American flag" was failing to do its part. As he pushed in I pushed back. Guess that is the difference between taking it and fucking. Sammie was fucking me and I was fucking him right back.I was in the moment and at the moment was the woman and little Sammie was the man. So for the first time in one of these encounter fully admitted what I wanted and submitted to my desires to be made love to and fucked as a woman.We stayed at it for a good while; gin will do that for you. Then Sammie whispered in my ear that he was coming and.