She said “take your pick”. I told her they both felt awesome.Then she pulled her right breast over the top of her gown and pulled my head to her h...rd nipple. I began to lick and suck it and was in teenage heaven. I had never had anything to wonderful in my mouth since being weaned from my Mothers' lovely breasts. She held my head in her hands and pulled me closer.I was on the verge of coming in my jockeys and she was aware of it. She had stopped caressing me through my jeans when she pulled my. I swiveled about and then engaged and regained my armored poise.Recoil bucked into my body as I manipulated my trigger.I was a weapon in itself as I engaged with zeal and vigor.I heard my team as they fired rounds as they sliced into a room.They were little pops in unison compared to the initial boom.The night was cool but I felt the sweat stinging into my eye.I heard the team yell “All Clear!” and heard the dying cry.“Tango Down!” was heard on the comms with the ringing in my ears.We looked. All of them happened to be suburban housewives in their mid-thirties to late forties. They were all very good looking classy women who had been “sentenced” to be suburban housewives by their rich husbands. Well how did I get to this card table you ask? Well after 28 years in the Marines I was still in great shape for a 53 year old. I usually ran three to five miles a day. I guess while running I had caught the eye of these young honeys. I know when I run; my eight inch cock gets semi-hard and. "Yeah. And it's a real dirt sandwich." I gave him the condensed version of what had happened."Jesus H. Fucking Christ," he muttered. "What is the matter with that little girl?" Well, not only that, but what is the matter with these little boys?" I added."Yeah, that too. Why is it that guys are so easily led around by their dicks?"I laughed uncomfortably. "I don't know, Jake. If you can figure out the answer to that, you'll be a millionaire."Jake just grunted."We might have another little.