”A number of the men laughed at that.“The Yanks weren’t going to let us have access to theirs, citing ‘National Security’, until they discov...red we could get access elsewhere. Now I think they prefer we access theirs so they can see and monitor what we do access. It’s why I prefer the German or Irish access points. Especially the Irish access point.” Gong grinned at everyone and got yet another laugh.“Hmm,” muttered Hussan. “With the total cancellation of the F35C, and the F35B not really quite. So please, fuck me with it.”I rolled her on her back, keeping my cock in her pussy, and pulled it out ‘til only the head was in her and started to pump her with just the head.“OH NO!!” Please I need all of it”“Tell me”“Baby I need that big fat hard cock way up inside me. I need to feel the head in my womb. I want to feel your juices spray inside me. Please, fuck me hard, breed me!”I rammed my cock in her cunt up to the balls and would have put those in if I could.“That’s what I need. Ram it in. I wasn’t upset. She had taken it surprisingly well; I was expecting her to freak out. I don’t think she was going to write me out of my kids’ life. I felt relieved, really. I finally got that off my chest. She knew who I was now. I knew with some certainty that she didn’t want to marry me.I realized that I had one last load to get off my chest. Well, three, really. The first was that I needed to consign Suzie to the history books, or my friendship roster. She couldn’t stay a frozen image of the. Besides, if you got in trouble, everybody knew aboutit, and you’d keep running into people you just hated.Not that Cynthia was getting into trouble a lot. Shewas a well-bred colt, active in extracurricularactivities and in church groups. Cynthia was prettymuch a creation of a Norman Rockwell painting, about5’1″, blue eyes, a dirty blonde ponytail and a well-scrubbed face. She was also well behaved, in as muchas Dad was a respectable businessman who actually hadserved on the.