Some of the welts are still bleeding.”“Well,” the woman responded, “At least he’s automatically admitted to the fraternity. He’s got that...going for him.”“Some deal.”Then the woman demanded, “Who’s the next male slave to be auctioned?”“That’d be me,” said Craig, standing up and removing his shorts.“Come out with me, then, you lucky boy.”When Craig got outside he saw 20 women arranged in a circle about 12 feet in diameter. He was in the middle. The women were wearing tank tops and shorts. . No big thing.” So I went shyly up to the office, told them what I was sent up for and they told me to wait a minute. I’d be told when to enter the C.O.’s office. Obviously I was nervous as hell.I entered and there sat a captain behind his desk with another Army guy to the side. They asked a couple of general questions and then asked me who had won the World Series. I answered with the Detroit team that happened to be the professional football team, mixed up the Lyons with Tigers and they. One day a friend of mine had showed me her mom’s sex toy. It was a wooden dildo so I only got an idea of what a cock might look like. My friend taught me how to finger my pussy and play with my boobs. She knew a lot about sex because she had an affair with her neighbor’s husband who was around ten years older than her. He taught everything to my friend and my friend taught me. “Have you seen it?” my brother asked when I touched his cock. “No,” I replied, slowly trying to hide my boobs with one. "Mac's enormous prick was stretching Brad's asshole obscenely wide. Buthe was a man on a mission now, plowing deeper and deeper. Groans becamegrunts as the two men surrendered to animal passion. Brad's eyes nearlypopped out of his head when Mac's cock reached bottom, their two sets ofbig balls slapping together."Oh, that is so hot!' I yelled.Brad was so desperate to get off that he wiggled his ass back at Mac."C'mon," he grunted, "I'm about to explode."Dina looked at me and nodded. I turned.