We were proud to be Marines! There was a group of battle-seasoned noncoms standing there and they quickly disabused us of any notion that we were real...Marines.Looking back at it, the two most important things in boot camp were our rifles and our drill sergeant. We had to immediately memorize our serial number and woe be to the man that forgot it. I remember one thing I thought at the time was funny. One of the recruits goofed up and called his rifle a gun. The sergeant stared him down and then. His response, “Well lets go to the backdoor then,” and I heard him snap the picture. He was always so proud of his conquests. He said he’d put my picture in a special place so we could remember it as our special time. Damn what a pig,” Marcia said with her voice breaking up. “I need to go,” she said, “call me tonight and maybe you can come see me Larry.” She finished and the phone went silent.I was immediately upset with my dad, how could he take advantage of Marcia, regardless of her age? I. Slowly I worked his cock into my smooth sissy hole. A few minutes later he was all the way in and was fucking me, all while telling me how good my sissy hole feels and what a slut I must be for getting fucked in a parking lot. About 10 minutes later his rock hard cock got even harder and he shoved it all the way inside me as he filled my hole with his cum. It felt beyond wonderful. A short time later I went back to the bar for one more drink and felt his cum oozing out of me into my panties the. I slide over her with help of the oil and stuff my hard cock in her and begin humper her thick bubble butt. Exited I start spanking her, smacking her ass with full force, making her moan with each hit, turning it red. Soon I remove my cock and insert 3 fingers, then 4, and working it up to my full fist, gaping and destroying her beautiful fat ass. Once inside of her I twist and wiggle my fist, slightly opening and closing it. I pointed my palm upwards and opened a little hole in my fist, I slid.