I heard a deep breath."Tabbitha Marie Langston, will you do me the great honor of becoming my wife?" Oh, Bobby. Of course I will. You know I've wanted...to marry you since we were six. But how will we do it?" I'll have to get back to you on that. But marrying me means we're eligible for base housing and you don't have to try to raise my son or daughter in a shitty little apartment all by yourself. We got really really lucky that I wasn't sent in-country."I heard her gulp over the line. "You just. My cock leapt and shuddered, bent into its slick prison, wanting more. Her hands were in her groin, finger tips just touching my thick rod.Her breathing slowed and I heard her swallow and then she suddenly spasmed as an orgasm swept through her. I slid my hands all the way down her body to her thighs and then back up to her belly as she gasped out her success."That's not so bad, is it?" I asked, refilling my hands with her breasts, lifting and stroking them."It isn't right," she said, wiggling.. But here I was, crouching down with my back against a tree and his cock in my mouth. I’m not on my knees, as they’d be too scuffed up on the woodland floor. My soles are on the soil, my legs bent, and my head against the oak behind me.He was understanding enough to put his right hand behind my head, protecting me from the harshness of the bark. He was unforgiving enough to be fucking my mouth like it was my pussy, and it was all I could do to not gag on the cock that was fucking me so roughly.I. I was also glad that I had not asked more questions, or I would probably been snowed with more information than I could process.One thing that occurred to me was whether or not I could channel some of the ring's energy to power me when I did eventually begin to run down. If the ring was tapping some inexhaustible source of energy, was there a way that I could tap into it. My idea was to give up the necessity of eating or sleeping. Not that I really wanted to, but I was interested on an academic.