Two weeks wasn't long enough to change someone's mental outlook, like the process used in boot camp. The team's psychological profiles would either be...acceptable, or they wouldn't. So, next subject!"How old do you think the Major is?" GySgt Devereux asked, as his breathing became a little more controlled."He doesn't look that old, Gunny," PO First Class Diego said, looking towards the command group, with his brow furrowed. "He looks familiar, though." Yeah, he looks familiar to me too, but I. “Hell, there might be some tit prints on the back of your seat, and I wouldn’t shine a black light in that back seat if I were you.”“Awwww, dude!”I laughed nearly uncontrollably as we rolled up to the gate to the stadium and our rubberized running track.“You’re late,” Beast complained at both of us.“Well, you can always start running before I get here. It’s not like I won’t catch your big ass anyway.”The boys had a good laugh over that one, even Beast chuckled.The group had swelled to about 20. .It had gone too far I raced after her , and as she fell through the open patio doors I caught her upThe fear in her eyes as the realisation of what was about to happen sunk inInto the kitchen she ran grabbing things to throw as she tried to make her escape"You fucking scumbag leave me alone" she screamed!It is at this point I became more violent lifting a knife from the kitchen drawer and then preventing her from accessing the hallway with my strong arms .. Her massive tits hanging free and as. Cheeks burning, I set the panties down on my bed and stood up. My small breasts quivered in my white bra. They were little A cups, not really needing the support, but a good woman wore her brassiere. That's what mama said.I hooked the waistband of my panties and rolled them off my hips. I was shocked by the sweet musk that filled my nose. I groaned, realizing the scent was coming from the wet heat that had engulfed my pussy. I shouldn't think of my vagina as a pussy, but I couldn't help it. Bad.