I hate to sleep. Even when I can sleep I am plagued by nightmares. It never fails that I wake up at four in the morning in a cold sweat. Always the ni...htmares come, but nonetheless I pull my shirt off and lie on the provided pillow and cover with the strange blanket. Get used to it kid, your not in Missouri any more. ¬¬¬_____________________ I am standing on a road in the desert. It is so black I cannot even see my hand in front of my face. My mind tells me to run. It’s always running. I opt. Ha - reminds me of last night's dessert. You told me you like nuts in your mouth!”“Mmmm, yes, these kind of nuts.” She flicks one of my testes with her tongue and sucks it gently into her mouth. “much better!” After more ball licking and holding my dick upright and caressing the head with her thumb, she adds, “In Japanese, men’s balls are called ‘tama’, or 'gin-nan', the fruits of the ginkgo tree.”“I'll be fluent in Japanese by the time you're through with me!” She laughs. “You know, they say. ." she purred as she painted his dick with another fresh load of her cunt cream, her eyes rolling into the back of her head again as he grabbed her hips and started really giving it to her, finally unable to hold off any longer as he came inside her again."Cumming Stephanie," he whispered to her as Stephanie contorted her body around his invading dick, never remembering a time she felt so liberated and free from her corporate responsibilities as she did now with Jimmy's cowboy dick spraying a. The day after I returned from Le Havre was just like any other day as far as the Army was concerned. I flew with Jack, Bill, and Eddie on a balloon busting mission. The only thing that kept it from being routine was that the wind was so high that the Germans never sent up the balloon. All we could do was to turn around and fly home, and, to be truthful, I was just as happy not to have to drop any bombs that day. I was still moping about from saying goodby to Connie, and I probably would have.