This one is compliments of daveA letter home from a Son... Dear Ma and Pa:Am well. Hope you are. Tell Brother Walt and Brother Elmer the Army beats wo...king for Old Man Minch a mile. Tell them to join up quick before maybe all the places are filled. I was restless at first because you got to stay in bed till nearly 6 a.m., but am getting so I like to sleep late.Tell Walt and Elmer all you do before breakfast is smooth your cot and shine some things - no hogs to slop, feed to pitch, mash to mix,. You continue sucking me the sounds of a wet blow job are through the car. The traffic is slow from construction and the driver has slid the window down more. She has a view of your ass in the air and my fingers buried into your from behind. Just as you are about to cum I slide my fingers into your ass, you let lose a groaning moan and cum all over my hand. Your juices glisten in the light. The driver moans along with you and you move toslide my slacks down and move to sit on me, reverse, you. Do not look at her. Think, dammit. Remember. What color are her eyes, Bob? Come on Bob, she has two of them. Okay, I looked, they are green. Was that so hard? What is she doing to me? I may as well put a ‘sold’ sign on my head, because my brain is gone.’ Fiona had her eyes on her plate throughout most of dinner also. Bob Short was a nice guy. However, he was not her type of guy. He was too old, she liked younger man. He was too short, she liked tall men. He was too thin, she liked muscular men.. Again, she cried out as his rampant prick filled her entirely. He didn't pause but withdrew and slammed home again. Again, she cried out. Then he began a steady fucking – driving into her relentlessly, his balls slapping against her as her excitement again began to peak.She gasped, surely she couldn't come again? But this wholly strange environment, this cheap room and musty smelling bed, his relentless domination and forceful fucking worked on her like a magic potion making her tummy tighten.