“Truth” is my response. The question popped up right away. “How many times did you jerk off this week?” Easy one, its Sunday morning. I respon...ed with “Zero, the week is only a few hours old.” Do I want to ask the question of her? I made a pot of coffee and had a small breakfast to settle my stomach and went back to the computer. “Truth or Dare?” It took a couple minutes for her to answer. “I guess a dare would be fun since I missed out on last night.” She must be upset because she had to spend. “It’s hard to replace.”“What is it?” Amy asked.“A mixture of horse-DNA, testosterone and something I can’t tell you about,” he replied, winking slightly. “Wouldn’t want a secret formula we made to get leaked onto the internet or anything and wind up being used without our oversight, now, would we?”“Is it dangerous?” Amy asked, intrigued.“Not that we know. Of course, because of it’s expense, we’re extremely careful with it.”Amy held the beaker up to the light and looked through it. It was a. It was his cock and my mouth. I had never seen Jason like this before. I continued sucking Jason’s cock and felt him getting harder and harder with each passing second. I could feel the pronounced rim of his cock head slipping between my lips. I could feel the large urethra on my tongue. I took him deeper and deeper into my mouth until my nose and forehead were pressing against the wall. Jason started pulling back and then thrusting forward, his cock tip pushing into my throat each time. Jason. My sister did occasionally send the latest issues of the local newspaper and I noted that Bruce had gone to Ft Leonard Wood, Missouri for OTC Officer,s Training in September, 1965. Then in early 1966 there was the photo of Bruce and. Melissa on their wedding day and the announcement that Bruce would be shipping out with his new unit to Vietnam. In 1967 I re-enlisted for a further four years, but despite that found myself returned to the USA in August, 1968 working missile security at Grand.