We would be identical twins if she wasn't two years longer and didn't have black hair. I tapped Sam on the side and pointed out Molly, and we all just...froze for about ten seconds before I jumped up, walked up to Molly and gave her a kiss. She resisted at first pulling back, but then we looked each other in the eye for a few more seconds before she leaned in and gave me a passionate kiss.“Care to join us?” I asked after breaking off the kiss.“Uhh, sure,” she replied.So I grabbed her hand and led. The boy was taken to a tall table with a platform in front of it. The table itself was cushioned for one to lie on it comfortably. At the end there were shackles, so that the victim was pressed against the end of the table, his legs attached, leaning forward with wrists attached to the sides. End result was that he was leaning forward against his elbows, his mouth ready to serve the one lying on the table itself. Under the table, one had free access to his genitals, as there was a hole on the. My personal military record is none of your damn business, anyway. Clearly, Uncle Sam’s standards dropped due to the wars if he let the likes of you into the goddamned Navy! No wonder you never got up further than what, E-2, E-3, right?”“E-3, but you should know that if you did any actual service. I’m betting that the closest that you ever came to serving your country was membership in some half-baked militia full of fellow pimply cosplayers. Not that I resent cosplay, far from it, but you. She noticed me looking at her breasts but she kept smiling. I thought she was high but she wasn’t. She then spilled some of the juice on my pants. She apologized and got me something to clean it. She started cleaning it and she slowly moved towards my penis. I shook her hand away.She told me that she knew I wanted it. I sat down and started kissing her. I started squeezing her breast so hard that she was screaming of the pain. She asked me not to stop and keep doing that. She then took my penis.