With a guttural growl, that she answered with one of her own, I slammed into her wet cunt and we went from slow and sensual to hard and pounding.She w...s fucking me back just as hard as I was fucking into her!When she came this time, it was with one of those little screams of hers. Feeling her pussy contract, and then the warmth surrounding my hammering cock, sent me over the edge. With one deep thrust, I held it there until the first shot left the station, and immediately went back to pounding. “And that ain’t all. Further up the hill there’s a ravine we call Windy Gulch. It’s on my property but ain’t never found a use for it because it’s like a wind tunnel. Your pa put a couple of wind turbines up there. You wouldn’t even notice them unless you knew where to look. We’ll have electricity all the time without using our generator even in the middle of winter. Got so much of the damn stuff we hardly know what to do with it all. Trouble is, the missus got herself all these fancy notions.. He had been a talented 29-Echo – definitely not a Ranger type. But he was the best Bluesniper in the Army. So the people at Fort Sill gave him his E7 stripes. And then shipped him to Fort Belvoir.There, he got acquainted with the nerd branch of the Joint Special Operations Command. Jordan was probably the lamest Gray Fox in the history of JSOC. But the Taliban’s leadership was addicted to Bluetooth headsets. And Jordan could Bluesnarf those gadgets from two miles away -- not the 300 feet that. “I guess not. I'm ready for my turn.” Kyle smiled and knelt down. Brian thrust his dick in the general direction of Kyle's lips and Kyle began to suck with less hesitation than Brian had. Brian almost immediately started to feel the pleasure. “This is so gay. I'm fucking depraved. Uh, uh AHH.” Brian shouted out and began to cum after only a minute. His wad shot into Kyle's mouth, who managed to get it down no problem. Kyle pulled his head back. “That's all you got?” he said. “I lasted three.