His jeans came just at the small of his back and she was excited in anticipation of seeing the rest.All of these thoughts were making Joan’s panties...even more soaked. She could feel her juices slowly running down her thighs. She reached down and gathered some of it up and offered it to Frank to taste. She could tell by the smile on his face that he had enjoyed it. And judging from the tenting of his pants it was having quite an effect. That would be the next area she would investigate.She had. Once he saw her return from her shower, he got down to business.He turned on his transceiver (Thankfully, he managed to get the iPhone look down, so nobody will even second guess it.) and began typing.Olivia Walker, you will forget to put on pants, but will not realize until somebody points it out.He hit the send button and waited.After a few minutes, he finally heard her door open and looked up to see his dream girl exit into the hallway. Her long brown hair was still damp as it draped itself. He knew when Jason had worked his cockhead into his butt opening. 'Fuck it hurts,' was all he could think.Jason was frantically trying to penetrate Jenny's boyfriend before she knew what he was up to. He realized that she might not like what he was doing. But Jason had been thinking about just this event ever since he'd met Jenny's boyfriend. David had that smooth hairless skin that always attracted Jason. Usually it was found on girls, but what the hell, he'd poke anything that appealed to. I’m curious as to who is giving it to them, by the way,” Kari told the young Marine.“My neighbor, Private Shapur Rustam. Good man. Persian fellow. If one or two of my concubines gives birth to a dark-haired, swarthy kid, well, that’s par for the course. He takes the same risk when it’s his turn to deploy and he leaves me in charge of his girls. Nice ones, too. Both Middle Eastern like himself. We both understand that this duty and custody includes fucking the ladies as well. That’s part of the.