’ As she said that her hand had grabbed my still rock hard cock and gave me a super hard squeeze making me yelp in pain/surprise. ‘Bitch!’ I yel...ed as I grabbed her right tit through her t-shirt and gave her a good squeeze and nipple twist. Shit, she didn’t have a bra on and her tit felt great, I guessed it to be a firm 32B. She slapped my hand away and ran off again calling me a ‘pervert’, her favorite nickname for me. So there I sat for over 30 minutes waiting for my rock hard shaft to go. She was wearing a skirt and I started to slip one hand down the front. We were still kissing. I went in past her panties. I felt some light pussy hair, nothing like the jungle in Kelly’s crotch. I had a finger in her slit riding her clit and she moaned into my mouth as we kissed. I was rubbing her slick nub at an increasing pace. She broke the kiss and pulled her mouth to my ear and was moaning. Soon she went to a “yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yesssss!” As she was cumming she barked “Shove your. From that point on, Jake took me under his wing. It’s not that he taught me how to be a soldier, he also taught me how to be a man.Jake confided in me one day that he had decided that I was to be his legacy to the Army. Mandatory retirement was coming up, and he felt that someone needed to take his place. I was that someone.Before he left, Jake convinced me to keep going. He also told me what was needed to succeed in the Army. He told me, “Matt, the Army is kind of like the boy scouts. To get. As if she was slightly embarrassed, or uncomfortable. I was puzzled and then asked Anita if she was fine there…“Yes… ye…ahhh" She replied, in a soft moan. Suddenly she leant forward toward me and took my hand in hers…Then I saw my boss now was standing right behind my wife; a big smug grin across his face.“Uuuuuh… uhhh… oooohh…” Anita tried to speak. Then I noticed her skirt had risen right up… I could see the top of her ass. Worst of all, my own boss’s hands were around her waist.“He… He’s….