She was naked, of course, her massive tits swaying as she licked my balls, one hand supporting herself, the other masturbating my cock. She was coming...close to the end of her training; soon she would be fit for sale. I had no attachment to her; she was just another girl, in the hundreds that I’ve trained since I’ve entered the business. ?W-wait! Please! I need this girl! I’ll be willing to do anything! I’m willing to pay anything!? These words made me stop for a moment. Normally I sell. Actually this was how my days used to end. Now I am a player.Jokes apart, we had this tv at our living room. I was not an extrovert kid, so the only companion I had was this tv set and my aunt’s daughter. I use to call her misha and she was really close to me. We used to share and play games together. She was bright, cute and hot.She was not a tit girl but she had this really nice white legs and ass. And may be she knew that she was good at those therefore she always wear short skirt to show of. I walked past him a coupe of times and when I cae back the third time i saw he had stripped off the trunks and was naked, shaved and getting hard.I said hello and we chatted a bit, he was sort of stroking his cock and asked me what I was doing up in this section of the woods. I told him just walking about and seeing what was what. He started to play with his cok harder and I said I was doing a long masturbation session and I was happy to help and watch but I did not want to cum. He was fine. Thursday and Friday I was spending all day in the gym on the final training push, part of which would be spent on hostage rescue. I was promised the compound would be clean of snow and ready to go.The rapid response team was in their last week. The state department was coming back today to finish up their presentation. Then four days were left to finish out the training. Then they would get to spend the weekend at home.I carried two framed blow-ups of my family, the five of us surrounding Jenny.