At the hospital.The Butterbar came back with the Captain and the Captain complained, "What's this I hear that Sgt. Reynolds is going back to the base ...nd the Lieutenant is taking over as your spotter."I pointed to the unconscious Jack and answered, "Yes Sir! That's correct. Even though I repaired the bleeder, he still needs more medical attention than I can give him."The Captain scowled and asked, "Why did you choose the Lieutenant for your spotter?"The Butterbar interjected with a slight lie,. Ali and I never told him he could not walk around without clothing nor did we hide our bodies from him, so most of the time he runs around in his birthday suit. As he got older, like in his early teens his cock started taking shape and typical for a teen he had an erection most of the time. Ali and I seen to it that he never had to be ashamed nor did he have to hide his feelings or desires. We thought him to love and be loved and we took care of his hard-on when he wanted us to give him loving. Gripping my hair, he jerked my head up so that I had no choice but to look into his eyes. "You'll learn to take me all the way, is that understood? I don't want your hands, or a half-assed blowjob—I want my cock buried in your throat, and you taking it happily and eagerly. I'll go slowly tonight, but next time I won't be so forgiving." Looking up at him through watery eyes, I nodded, doing my best to breathe through my nose and relax my throat to accommodate him. He pushed in slowly,. ’ ‘Well that’s gotten you relaxed. Now just write your story as if you were relating it to your grandmother but cut out the flowery talk. You can then go back and review it as many times as you wish and try to make improvements. But let’s get the bones of the body of your story assembled first.’ ‘God you ought to be lecturing in journalism.’ ‘What surrounded by all that tit and leg. I’d be an incoherent mess.’ Macy smiled and pressed her fingers together, composing herself. Hal sat back a.