I can call you that now, can’t I? I outrank you! What a joke! Grim, you’re supposed to be dead!” said Montoya. Givens nodded in agreement.“Dea...?”“Yes! Dead! You died on the way to Baghdad!” he told me.“I died? That’s nuts! What are you talking about?”“Grim, I am not making this up! The word came down that you died in the helo. At the memorial service, First Sergeant Cummings did the Last Roll Call, and you were called! I was there!” he told me excitedly.“Damn, I should have known nothing could. She suddenly caught me taking a peek and immediately sat up. I got scared and took the pen in a hurry and looked into the book as if nothing had happened. I could feel that she was sitting there and staring at me. I didn’t have the guts to look at her as I knew she had seen me trying to get a peek. She also did not say anything, but after a while, she went inside her room and went to the toilet. I was worried how she would react and I was shiveringAfter few minutes she came to me and told me to. We mostly talked about work and politics and baseball. We grilled out on the patio. It was hot as hell, so after dinner I loaned David a set trunks, we went swimming, and had a few frozen drinks. After an hour or so, Carol went in to make another batch of margaritas and David excused himself to use the rest room. When some time passed and neither of them returned, I went looking for them. Now, barely a half hour later, my wife was bent over the bathroom counter, cooing like a kitten, while. This time I wanted to be the aggressor. I closed the door and stepped over to him and felt his cock though his pants. I gripped it and lowered myself to my knees. I opened his zipper and pulled out his cock and licked him up and down. I pulled myself from under my skirt and stroked my precum covered head. I twisted my head as I sucked him and worked his shaft. I was finally getting some thick cock in my slutty whorifice like I needed. I had wanted it so bad all day. I sucked him with.