*** ‘It’s like he was pretending to be the man I loved, the man we know.’ Heather sobbed into his mother’s shoulder – her pseudo mother’s ...houlder, her friend and confidant – on the bed in the spare room. ‘He was talking so… strange…’ heather was able to say when she caught her breath. The spare room was really her room away from the on-campus housing she had at school. It was Elijah’s old room after his parents kicked him out at eighteen for dating a woman they did not approve of, and because. Her thighs bulged a little where they left her cut-offs... very tanned and glistening with rain or sweat. She had rather small breasts, their shape defined mainly by the hard bulge of her nipples against the shirt. She wore a slightly mocking smile as she watched me contemplating her body but didn't really seem to mind.We didn't really manage any sort of conversation until we sat down to dinner. Half a cold chicken and a bottle of heavy red wine soon made their faces light up and put on a rosy. ’ He grinned at her. ‘Thanks Mike.’ ‘Not a problem, Ma’am.’ ‘Mike, to be honest, your dream did feel good and calmed me right down.’ ‘General you would have been fine without my dream. You are a very tough lady. I am proud to serve with you.’ ‘She smiled at him, ‘Mike, that means more to me coming from you than I can tell you. Thank you again.’ ‘Any time, Ma’am.’ The doctors at the staging point examined them all and LCOL Murphy was found to have a puncture wound in his left biceps. The wound. He tells her to get on her hands and knees, that he's going to fuck her ass because he hasn't in a while. Half awake and horny now she gets on her hands and knees and he shoves one then two fingers inside her pussy. She's burning hot and soaking wet and he can smell the musky scent of her pussy because she's so turned on. He teases her a little bit by slowly moving his fingers in and out of her pussy as he starts smacking her ass and calling her a bad girl. She gets tighter and wetter as he.