"I gotta breathe." Sorry," I said. I was being selfish." I rolled off of her and we both sat up, still naked, I looked at her. "I guess we better dres... before one of those theater guys comes around with his flashlight."She nodded. "Yeah, I guess so," she said.We spent the next month seeing each other almost every day. We managed to screw maybe half a dozen times during the month, and then I was off to basic and eventual posting to carrier duty. I was in the Navy for four years. Home base was. Minutes later we were both asleep. * The next three and a half weeks were pretty tough for me. Even when we’re not having almost nightly sex, I was still getting off at least a couple times per week on my own. Liz didn’t know about that so she didn’t really see an issue with a month of no sex. I felt like a teenager again at times - just getting erections for no reason at random times. My morning woods lasted forever and I was even waking up in the middle of the night as hard as a rock with. Jason was driving back to his house on base when he got a text from Leila. She was a gorgeous dark-skinned lady with oversized fake tits. He made a U-turn to go to her apartment.Leila answered the door wearing only a thong and some red heels. She automatically began undressing him and squeezing his throbbing dick. Before he knew it, he was banging her from the back and massaging her massive boobs.“Fuck me, nigga,” she cried out as he stuffed his thick nine inches in her pussy.“Take that dick,”. He was living in Atlanta when we met but his job took him to Mississippi and after a couple of years, I followed him there. I was a Chicago girl, in the heart of the Mississippi River Delta and way out of place, but thankfully I met a couple of wonderful ladies, just by chance, and to this day we are great friends. Neither of them know about the fact that I am bisexual and there is no way they would approve of that and would shun me as well if they knew how my husband and I met, but they are.