“Make me cum, Jay, I know you can do it!” and she rode my cock. She was in control some times, and then I took over control sometimes. The bed sho...k, the posts of the bed slammed the walls. She would look towards the ceiling and squeeze her big tits. I felt her pussy tighten as she went into orgasm. She screamed loud and gripped her tits even harder and the tightness of her pussy was almost overwhelming. She screamed my name loud as she came, making my cock even harder in her clinching pussy.. As it happened the 2 I had least hopes for lasted longest. One of the middle-aged women was asked a question in the first round that required a particular city as an answer and she gave a country! Silly cunt! And that was in the easiest round!The other one did survive to the 3rd round but did not seem to understand the banking part of the game and let a large sum of money slip away and so was voted out too. Now we had 4 men against 2 women. But the old woman was smart and the young one tried. Jake had briefed his new buds on what he expected to happen and told them to keep their heads down and keep moving. The thing a drill sergeant hates most is a trainee standing still. After a bunch of yelling and push-ups, Jake and company were finally assigned bunks and started to unpack their duffle bags.Jake’s platoon had two drill sergeants, Sergeant Combes and Sergeant First Class Elmore. Combes had just graduated from the Drill Sergeant Course and was conscientious to a fault. He was a big. The guy looking back at me in the mirror showed every single one of his 44 years, and maybe a few extras as well. Grey was seeping into my dark brown hair, but I didn’t have any urge to hide it. Didn’t even have the energy to think about hiding it. Truth be told, I was weary. The marrow in my bones was weary. No Known Religion had taken its toll on me, and I’d been glad to leave that life, and those assholes, behind. But I hadn’t really replaced that life with anything - at least not with.