Ashley had donated her sketch from art class. But instead of the pose Charlie had struck, Ashley had depicted her with her legs wide open masturbating...Chuckling at her friend’s image her phone buzzed with an incoming message. Checking it, Charlie was stunned at what she saw.“Wasn’t sure you believed me ” was all it said. But the pictures said more than a thousand words. There was one picture of Ashley naked on her bed and another, an almost graphically close up shot of her perfectly smooth. We each had the other one's mailing address, so we had promised to write every day. The promise was made in good faith, but life got in the way. However, we did manage to send letters at least once a week.The day after I returned from Le Havre was just like any other day as far as the Army was concerned. I flew with Jack, Bill, and Eddie on a balloon busting mission. The only thing that kept it from being routine was that the wind was so high that the Germans never sent up the balloon. All we. ’”God dammit. Now I was intrigued again. “OK well tell me, mystery man. What is your real name?”“Haha, that part actually wasn’t a lie. Most people call me CJ.”“Bullshit. There isn’t a CJ on any Coastal team. I checked. Either tell me your name or fuck off.”“Firstly, I said more people CALL me CJ. I didn’t say that was my actual name. So check the tone. Secondly, I just transferred here a few months ago, and the athletic department is incompetent as fuck. Despite already playing in like five. He tongue fucked her quite a while keeping her cumming then he shoved his silk shorts down and mounted her and his cock needed the feel of that pussy bad. He pushed his cock in slowly feeling her wetness and how tight she was. He kissed her mouth as he pushed more cock in slowly. His mouth never left her mouth and his hands kept feeling her nipples. He soon got his cock in her and he began sliding in and out and then he went faster as she felt so good. He was too quick to cum and he filled her.