‘What should I wear? Casual, dressy, or tank top, shorts, and unshaven?’ Joy laughed, ‘Just casual, Eric. You know, slacks and a polo.’ ‘Oka..., sounds good,’ he agreed. ‘So, does my date have a name or will I just say ‘hey you’ all night?’ ‘Her name is Nancy, Nancy Roalef. Are you okay with that or should I ask her to change it for you?’ ‘Nice comeback, sis,’ he chuckled. ‘I think she can keep it. It’s a nice name.’ ‘I’m sure she’ll be relieved to hear that. Well, I’ll let you go and I’ll call. Joe pulled out and said go to the bed. i walked to the room dripping wet got on to all 4's and waited, Joe came from behind and crouched above me pushing me into the middle, again he entered me now ball deep pumping me like woman, he said call me my name and tell me to fuck you hard and you want me to fill your man pussy up. i asked Joe if he was really gay going on like he did calling me and telling me i was his man pussy, Joe said he was both and he liked white men who submit to him.i played. I kept this up for over an hour until my balls ached and the smell from the pre-cum which has dribbled out in large quantities and had dried on my hands and penis, filled the air with a musky, sexy odour. Finally, I allowed myself to tip over into orgasm and I cried out in ecstasy and doubled up as the semen pulsed out of me and landed in warm spurts on my legs and tummy. Instead of wiping up the spilled semen I rubbed it on my skin and let it dry so I would wake up with the strong smell of my. Thinking of home caused Bran to think of his family farm, of the wife and three small children, he left behind when the British conscripted him to fight on this foreign shore. He had no idea why they were fighting other than they were sent to attack the French. He was angry at the British for pulling him and his countrymen forcibly from their homes and families to fight and die in someone else's bloody war. Above all he just wanted to get them all home.Not all of the men were Irish conscripts,.