She put the penis between her firm ample breast and the head of the 10 inch cock into her mouth, sqeezing her tits together with her palms and locking...her fingers. She began to go up and down as the creature gasped a gurtal breath. She sucked on the head using her tongue to swirl around it's head. Then flicked the entry of it's penis with the tip of her tongue.It roughly grabbed the top of her head grasping her hair.She stood up and licked it's stone face grasping it's penis and lifting a leg. I don’t want them making fun of you for dating a younger woman. My plan was for them to wish they were you. That way they will be more encouraging.’ ‘So, you are manipulating me by manipulating them.’ She was still in the bathroom, ‘No, but I know that my age is on your mind. At least while I’m not naked.’ After a pause, ‘Do you worry that I’m too young for you.’ ‘Not directly. I worry more that over the next five years you will change and move on.’ ‘Wow. You think too much.’ ‘That’s what Brad. We had a day to get over the travelling and jet lag, and on 3 July we started training.The first thing we did was to obtain vehicles. Obviously we hadn't brought our own APCs with us but instead used the vehicles already in-situ at the base; our armoured regiment partners, the Queen's Own Irish Hussars, also drew battle tanks from the training base. We then got fitted up with the electronic 'waistcoat' gizmo which showed if we had been 'killed' or' wounded' when we were playing war games. "So how'd it go, stud?"I met her at the refrigerator, her big eyes looking up at me, the trickles of sweat on her upper lip shining in the light. I wiped at them, and she giggled and batted my hand away. "It was nice," I said. "You know, she's working on her Masters, looking at some jobs in Pittsburgh."Monica leaned into the door, laying her cheek into her palm and tucking one arm up under her chest. "I didn't ask what she's working on, I asked how the date went." Ah, well," I said. "Kiss on.