Like a rushing stream roiled by salmon's springtimerun, moving even faster than I'm wont, I feel his need rising into me, myown opening wide to welcom....He's deep in me, I think when he plunges his deepest that he has touchedme miles inside, past belly, scraping past spine, perhaps to the touchdeepest, heavy drumbeat that is our very life.Frenzied as if I am in heat, and he's just driven off the leader of thepride, he's pumping, I'm pumping. We're almost there.And there, there is the flood. His salt-and-pepper hair was perfectly coiffed and he had lovely hazel eyes that held an intense stare. He was dressed in an expensive looking white button up shirt and navy pants, and his brown shoes matched his brown belt. It was clear this man took care of himself, and he had a lean, muscular body, despite the fact that he was in his early 40s. His meticulous appearance made James feel even more shy. He had to muster up the courage to speak to the man’s commanding presence.“Is this your. Drop-dead gorgeous, and it has been far too long since you've had a girl, Wheeler. It's time to give the ol' cruise sock the heave-ho. And get your goddamned mind back on what she's telling you."Sir, I think the platoon OIC wants to test me, and then train me, I think because I'd be better camouflage on the boat than his guys. I've shown them I can handle the boat, and we've moved past the load-plan I think. I expect after I prove I can be relied on physically, they'll start me in the technical. Yes, she rested her pulpy pussy on my hand. How to explain the feel, the first touch of me being virgin touching a matured pussy. I played with it for a while without even knowing how it would be. Finally we reached our departing place. She requested me to meet her at their home on the next day afternoon while her kids would have gone to school and husband to office.Knocked the door, she came with a night on her and opened the door. Asked me to sit in the sofa and enquired if I wish to have a.