Thursday was learning allthe uses of a bayonet; it was a day when having a vivid imaginationwasn't a good thing.I did like the classes on Marine histo...y on Friday. They focused onindividuals who'd been awarded the Medal of Honor or Navy Cross; I admitI'd never realized just how many there were. I know they'reindoctrinating us, but when you listen to what some of those people didit's impressive; they gave everything for their mission and theircomrades. We also started working with our rifle. Completely forgetting about Carl, Laura and is eagerly waiting for the man to fuck her.Laura is getting very wet. When the stranger finally does enter her, Laura slides her panties down and vigorously rubs herself. Laura can feel her face flushing and her breath getting short. Laura didn’t even notice Carl walking up to the car but he can see Laura is busy at work. Carl slowly opens the passenger door, careful to not make a sound, and slides in. Laura quickly covers her self up embarrassed. Ishtar tortured him in delicious agony. Chensworth and Henry were oblivious, too distracted by their own desperate sexual gratifications. Soon, he reached another climax, shooting more semen helplessly into thin air, and then another. Overloaded by Ishtar and Madamoiselle Poirot, the relentless fucking of his whole mind and body, the multiple orgasms, Ben passed out.When he awoke - who knows how much later - several of the research assistants were unfastening the straps around his wrists and. I took her breasts in my hands treating them like soft delicate glass orbs. Her tits are perky and stiff. I kissed one of her nipples and squeezed the other between my thumb and forefinger. She is moaning and chanting my name. Kabir…. Kabir…. Kabir…. It encouraged me and I sucked on her breasts for a long time, kissing her in between, first one breast then the other.Her hands move downwards, she is wet, she wants me badly but she doesn’t want me to stop. She wants me to relish her boobs. But.