Almost all of his extensive free time was spent in pursuing these passions. What little time he had left over was generally spent wanking to porn; his...hobbies not exactly being the sort of thing that attracts women.The happiest day of his life came when he finally succeeding in his goal and built a machine capable of exchanging small, inanimate objects (like, say, a note) with his counterpart in an alternate universe. Thus began a strange correspondence as the two swapped letters plotting out. The nagging itch deep between her thighs is now being scratched to satisfaction by the long cock of her boss. " Ohhhhhhhhh God……please….deeper…..deeper! Yes……..yes…..I…….I…..I’m cumming……I'm cummingggggggggggggggggg!” she screams. Itch scratched to satisfaction, Lisa slowly drifted back down to earth as the long strokes continue to pump in and out of her pulsating pussy. Then Lisa realized just what could result from this horrid mating with me. She squirms desperately, trying to push me away,. Maybe he was. He looked at everyone thoroughly then came back to me, "I know you, you were in Desert Storm with me. You were hurt weren't you?" I was there and I was hurt but I'm sorry, I don't remember you," I said searching my memory to find this guy back in my memory."I've changed, more hair and the beard. You were the other patrol leader. I was your counterpart in the patrol that usually went out with you. You were a good troop, I always felt like I could depend on you. Semper Fi." Oow. “This is new” she thought about the feeling of panties between her skin and the tight spandex shorts. She never wore panties under spandex in her life, it was uncomfortable, but today was different.Quickly she got her socks and tennis shoes on, pulling her hair back into a ponytail and securing it, she flew down the stairs and made a quick stop in the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of water before heading out the front door and turned, jogging towards the park down the street.Jaclyn couldn’t stop.