He stuck his thumb in her and played with her taint.Jules turned her head. "How did you get those scars?" Do you really want to know?" I asked didn't ...?" She really didn't want to know, but she needed to take her mind off the fact she was being held at gunpoint and forced to watch her lover fuck a horny little girl. "When I was in Afghanistan, My commander found out I was gay. He transferred me to this unit where, it turns out, everyone else was too and didn't think too much of it. In fact we. She'd taken it upon herself to personally humiliate him, and she'd succeeded. Pictures were all over school, in his locker, in library books, everywhere. And everyone saw them and laughed."Hey, Rog," he heard from behind him.Roger paused and turned. He sighed with relief when he recognized Irwin, one of his two true friends. "Hi," he muttered despondently.Irwin caught up and the two resumed walking. "Tough day again?" he asked needlessly. "Yup," Roger grunted. He didn't feel like talking. I felt the tingle start in my lower back and in my balls and was about to back off lest I cum too soon but Wendy went off in a violent orgasm and I fired off jets of ropey cum into the condom I’d almost forgotten to use. Lying next to Wendy, I kissed her at least a dozen times and she began to cry softly. “Please don’t feel ashamed, Wendy” I began.“Ashamed? Oh Mike, I’m not ashamed, although I probably should be. It’s been a long time – years – since a man made love to me so completely.” About. All I knew for sure though, was that the curious fantasy in which Debbie had played the starring role, evaporated from my mind as quickly as it had arrived.Rolling over to lay at Sandra’s side, I accepted her offer of coffee from the customary room kettle and the individual sachets provided for the purpose.I sat myself up and watched as Sandra clambered naked from the bed and crossed the room to the built-in table with the kettle on it, so typical of the many corporate hotels I seemed to find.