A month later I was surprised to be called into the base commander's office. He told me bluntly to vacate my house. PMH was for married couples only. ... was almost in tears, "But I have nowhere else to go. My husband is only a private; I can't afford to rent an apartment. Isn't there some way I could stay here until my husband returns? It's only for one year."Was it just my imagination or was he checking me out? I know I am good looking. I have long dark brown hair, and big boobs compared to my. Every time she thrust in, she caused a blast of energy as her engorged cock head rubbed on something inside him. He couldn’t concentrate. He had never felt like this before. All his experiences in pleasure had involved fucking, and being fucked was completely different. God, he felt wonderful! “How do you like it, baby?” Rebecca asked, panting. “Oh, I like it…” Damien gasped. His very breath was being forced from him by the pounding he was receiving. “Oh, baby, you feel so good…” Rebecca. Will you please accompany me, please?"She still enjoyed the way that the man was doing everything he could not to spit out the "excuse me ma'am" or the" please." She still didn't like being called ma'am, but it was much more enjoyable to hear him struggle with his own dignity.They arrived at the video conference room. Jason waited inside. "Hello Cailin, how are you?" I'm good, and how about yourself?" She had this strange notion that she should play the polite innocent young lady. "I'm good. I began wondering around looking for the men's room. I passed by rows and rows of racks, attempting to look like I was shopping but really just scanning the walls for the restroom signs.I finally found it, with my heart pounding, I paused before entering.I pushed the door open and walked past a guy at the urinal. He was obviously startled, I quickly glanced at him. Too shy to make eye contact, continued walking and went into the handicap stall.I shut the door, but didn't lock it, as I stood.