"I said go deep slut." She said as she pulled my head down hard onto his cock and held it there. "Now that's more like it." She said as my gag reflex ...ook over and my stomach heaved. She held me there for a long minute and then released. I pulled off, gagging and choking.I heard another knock on the door. "Oh, it looks like you have another customer faggot. Don't stop sucking, I'll get the door." She laughed. I heard the door open and her greeting another guy. "Come on in and join the party. "I. " Anything up today?" I was wondering if I had plans"No, this snow is keeping things tight. Dwight Stone called me - wanted to know what we up to! Fucker knows I like girls and just like to plow guys once in a while. Told him to fuck off, but he said your Clearance might get burned. Then I just tole him what up! You a slut and wanted BBC - we give freely!" Yeah, I talked to Dwight yesterday ... don't know what's going down yet! Well, back to work! Thanks man I needed that this morning!"He said. ‘He is … or was … in your husband’s platoon. He was a PFC under Sgt. Michaels’ command. Does that help, Mrs. Michaels?’ ‘No … not really. My husband seldom mentioned any of the men in his platoon by name. I don’t recall anyone named Luke.’ ‘Well … let me tell you what I’ve learned. PFC Hightower was assigned to your husband’s platoon almost as soon as he arrived in Kabul. He is a big man, six-foot-four, two hundred-and-forty pounds of what was described by one of his mates as ‘solid granite.’. “Oh, Mike. You startled me,” said Caleigh as she caught breath and turned around after being caught by surprise by the second-highest ranking official in her company. “What do you want?” “Isn’t it obvious?” Mike replied as he nudged his cock up against the front of her skirt. Caleigh took a glimpse at the area poking out from below his belt and then looked up into Mike’s eyes. Before Caleigh could react, Mike lifted her up and placed her ass on the ten foot wide solid oak brown desk. He.