The military rehab people made me do a lot of duck walking. I picked up a handful of gravel and tossed it into the air so it would come down on whoeve... was behind the metal vent. The noise of the gravel hitting the vent was enough to make the guy break. He rose, firing his rifle right at me. I fired four rounds at the guy while Dave hit him with a quick burst. The guy was down, but I was hit again. Damn, this one hurt. It was then I realized I was hit in the vest, thank God. It sure did hurt. It was swelling to unbelievable proportions. She thought about all the times she had seen men and wondered what they had in their pants. She couldn't figure how anyone could walk around with such an item as this and not have it show.The problem of handling two cocks at once, two men at once, she realized dizzily,was that she was no longer able to touch herself, not if she wanted to keep her balance. All this sucking and stroking was arousing a great need in her loins, and she could do nothing. She looked perfectly innocent and I'd never known that she just had her married pussy torn up if she hadn't told me earlier. As soon as she stepped inside I closed the door then put my hands on her hips and pulled her close. I kissed her and asked if she a good time. She kicked off her high heels and said oh yes, then she unfastened her skirt and with two wiggles of her hips the little skirt slid down her nylon covered legs. She kicked it to the side then put her hands on her hips and said are. And made sure that Ali understood that her teeth should never touch the skin. Ali asked a bunch of questions and paid rapt attention to everything Sarah demonstrated. Sarah also talked about letting the boy cum in her mouth and learning how to swallow, warning that the taste would be strong and salty, but that it got easier with practice. She got up and they traded again. It pleased Sarah to see that Ali stopped trying to cover herself and she got a much better view of her pussy. Knowing.