The entire affair could only be described as "comic opera" but most of the drill Sergeants were not laughing. In fact, they didn't even crack a smile.... was lucky enough to have a better than average knowledge of the American Civil War. When I was in the service I took night courses in Military Science on the base overseas and one of the courses was devoted to the military battles of the Civil War. I concentrated on what I could remember from 1863 and the Battle of Gettysburg dominated my. “Think of me there,” you say, “me hovering over you, my lips on yours, kissing you deeply. My cock at the cleft of your pussy, grinding slowly, teasing you, until you can’t take it anymore. I can feel your whines and gasps against my lips as I kiss you deeper. Your entire body trembling with need, to finally be filled of my cock.” Listening to you, I keep my eyes on you. Normally when I masturbate, I close my eyes, to let the images fill my mind easier, but not with you. I keep my eyes locked. For an instant I felt as though another was there with me, another mouth kissing us both, a second tongue upon her sex. The spasms continued, and she rolled to the side, a young girl again, beautiful as the dawn. It seemed as though she was kissing someone, before her flesh faded away and left me alone upon the bench, only the wetness of her upon my face, and her taste upon my tongue. “You taste sweet, bar-Telannin,” said a liquid voice, but I looked around and no one was there. Between my legs. I will have to stop bye when next I get bored. Are you three going to bore me tonight?" I asked."Oh God, I do hope not," Jack said quietly. "Are you going to disappoint us?" I hope not," I replied. I looked him in the eye and said in a parody of a country song. "Honey, I was a cocksucker, when cocksuckers weren't cool."The three of them even Jerrod burst into laughter. "My God Maxine how old are you?" he asked. "Women who do that have been cool forever." It isn't about how old I am now, it's.