Our discussion was very simple like studies friends her scores in previous exams etc. After some time she asked me to light one more. I accepted and l...t another. We were sitting now, and my right hand was rested on her shoulder. As and when I made rings she used to make noise like small kids after seeing some amusement. I made it a point to pull her every time and maintained constant touch with her body. After completing cig rolled again on cot, pulling her. She laid beside me and her one leg. I stood and dropped my boxers, now totally naked. She reached behind her and unhooked her bra, her face bored and uncaring. Once she had uncovered her tits I stared at them for a moment. They were clearly enhanced, and not a good job. The scars were still prominent and they looked red around the nipples. She walked towards me and told me to lay back. She produced a condom and unwrapped it swiftly before sliding it on my soft cock. She didn't say anything but just leant over and put her mouth. Ten minutes after jiz gooped all over my fist, though, I realized I wasn’t spent at all. Quite the opposite, actually, because just the idea of watching that homemade smut was keeping me hot. I didn’t even have the television on when Dyl walked in and found me jerking off on our couch, my jeans at my ankles. “You using lube?” was all he said, and that made me laugh out loud. “I love being gay,” I told him, because no girlfriend would ever be that cool about this particular situation, but guys. "In the war, I would have done anything for my Commander, and the thought of not doing it never entered my head." You fought in the war?" she asked."Yeah," I replied. "On the losing side." There's never a winning side in a civil war," she stated flatly."Oh so true," I said."You were so right when you picked me up that day," she said. "I was ready to go to the company and spill it all, then you came along and offered me a way out."I didn't say anything, just waited for her to speak again."I was.