My heart fluttered for a beat and then I shook off the fantasy. I hate it when the old women jerk my chain; they make me feel like a little dweeb all ...ver again.Back to work. Friday night I swore that I would not work Saturday, come hell or high water, and I kept my promise. I cooked myself a real breakfast and began cleaning the place for the distinct odor had become distinctly disgusting, even to me. The stereo was pumping out tunes when my doorbell rang.My doorbell never rings. My heart. In the ass.I didn’t even know it at first. In fact it wasn’t until one of my buddies mentioned that it looked like I had some blood on the back of my pants that I reached around and found a small hole in my military utility uniform (called fatigues in the Army) and a small trickle of blood.I reported to sick bay and they prepped me for “surgery.” I dropped my pants, and 30 seconds later they removed a tiny little fragment of metal from my butt. The metal was about one-third inch square.They. She then place her hand on my breast and gave it a soft, soothing squeeze until my hard breaths slowed into short, clipped gasps that tried to fend off the tightness of the clamp. ‘You do know that there’s going to be another one?’ she said as she dangled the clamp in front of my face and flicked my other nipple hard with her long, hard porcelain nails. I did my best to anticipate the next biting sting, and then the front door buzzer rang. It startled both of us. She took her hand to caress my. I felt the back of her tongue squeez the head of my cock as she swallowed. It was awesome. After I it all squirted out she said laughing, "That's like sucking milk from a titty." I kept sucking on her pussy as she kept sucking my cock. It felt like she was flexing her muscles as it taste like a little fluid was oozing out of her. Whatever it was it taste good. I licked and sucked it even more probing her inside with my tongue. I finally turned over on my. I wanted to stick my cock in.