”I snapped at him in a sudden fit of temper.“Mind your manners, Sergeant Allen; you are dangerously close to insulting a lady I hold in high regar....”My outburst was really occasioned by my failure to gallop Annette the previous night, and I envied Woody his experience of copulating, successfully and often, with the three girls. I was also troubled by the thought Annette may favour Woody over me. She had called him by his nickname long before she addressed me by my given name.Truth to tell I was. But hardly ever the ones she wanted. And hardly ever the emotions she craved.What did I crave? Did I even dare to know? I knew what I abhorred, and who I hated. Oh, sure I did, as it was easy: they were the same ones I envied. They were the towering studs with their crude bodies, cruder minds. And their tall blonde girlfriends. They sneered at me, ignoring me. They not even took the trouble to make fun of me.Were they right? Of course they were. And if they were not, I devoted my life to making. It was a documentary about Bonobo monkeys. Manny liked the narrator, Sue Donner as she was pretty and her clothes clung to her shapely body as she navigated the damp jungles. Bonobo monkeys settled territorial claims through penile fencing while hanging on trees. Manny was enticed by the way of the jungle. He sat there in the dark naked and sweaty as he pondered. Could the same techniques be used in the concrete jungle to become the lone silverback alpha male?Raquel was sleeping soundly when he. I could feel him so deep inside me and I loved every second of it. I watched my breasts bounce from the force as his hands tightly held my side. “I’m gonna cum!” He grunted just before his warm semen exploded inside me. I turned over as he pulled out. “Clean me off,” he said in a stern tone. Again, I did as I was told and licked the cum from his cock. He picked up the dildo and looked at me. “There is one more thing,” he added. “Are you doing to fuck me with it again?” I asked. “Yes, but its.