We would move out in the morning and be on the firing line by dawn. After the group dispersed, I simply mentioned to the colonel the need to make sure...his firing batteries simply went through the motions the way they had been trained and maintain firing discipline. When the troops and officers got excited, they might want to fire at the maximum rate, which was nine to ten rounds per minute. That destroyed barrels. Three rounds a minute saved barrels and destroyed armies. They might not be happy. It was just a matter of when.I was already going to come, after only a few deep thrusts. I relaxed to enjoy the orgasm and then suddenly, a blinding light of pain, as he pushed himself up my ass. His cock felt even more massive, splitting me in two. He knows I like to be fucked this way. He knows I like it to be a surprise and rough. My pussy now empty, leaking fluid down my legs and onto the floor. He reamed my ass as a second, more powerful, sensation replaced the first. I have never had more. It was a new build apartment building and the lift took me up to the penthouse. I knocked at the door as requested. A good looking man dressed with a bathrobe opened the door. Come in, he said. I went in and went to the wardrobe and got undressed. I did put on my kinky white apron and was all set to go. You can start hoover the floor he said, and I did as requested. Actually the place seemed to be rather clean. I the living room I saw the lady of the house. She was wearing white lingerie and. Gripping her hips, I began thrusting into her from below. The heat and wetness seemed to be growing greater as she came. I could feel her internal muscles rippling around me when she cried out and collapsed across me. I kissed her softly and held her close."That was fantastic," she murmured. "But I need to bring you off again."I kissed her and shook my head. "No, I'm fine. Three times in twenty-four hours can take a lot out of a man. We have plenty of time. Let's shower and see how Hawk is.