I got it in prison,” I confessed, causing her eyes to widen just a bit.“For an ex-con, you have very good manners,” she dared to blush and laugh...at herself, “you’re also quite sharply dressed.”“Military discipline and protocol, you know. Gotta face forward and fly right. Stay neat and clean,” I intimated.“You’re Militia?” she asked me now with surprise.“Butterbar,” I winked at her.“Butterbar? Is that your surname or nickname?” she teased me.“It’s a euphemism for my rank. Second Lieutenant Ralph. . "Before she could finish miss Turncliffe parted Sarah's cheeks to reveal her tight ass hole , she opened her mouth and forming a seal With her lips she engulfed Sarah's asshole Sarah gasped out in stunned shock As her teacher sucked long and hard at her ass, she squirmed and wriggled as she felt miss turncliffes tongue probing in and out.With a lip smack miss Turncliffe pulled away "is this how you wanted me to kiss my ass?... WELL? "Sarah just lay bent over the desk sobbing "I'm ....sorry. When this story takes place Brad is now 30 and had just been promoted to Major .Brad had some leave coming so he took two weeks and instead of going home, he asked Steffie if he could crash at her apartment. She was hoping he would have asked and said "by all means, yes!!!"Brad arrived a day before the banquet, a warm Thursday afternoon in April. He was dressed in a mint green short sleeve pull over knit golf style shirt, dark blue jeans, boots and a cowboy hat. Brad always fancied him self a. "I want to be comfortable – and he's seen tits." I turned my back to him. "Unhook the top," I said. "I want to feel the air on my skin." Good idea," he answered. I slipped the bikini top over my arms threw it on the chair. I looked at myself in the mirror, and wiped away drops of sweat between my boobs. "I need a tan," I said critically."The white ones are best," he commented. "When they've been browned by the sun it's like chewing on a saddle bag. How about that bottom?" I'll leave it on. For.