And I could still go to college after I tried it out.Staff Sergeant Withers, my recruiter, had been more honest with me than was usual, as I was to fi...d out later. And that was evident after I took that test in Kansas City."You have an open ticket," he said. "You can do anything you want. Your test scores are up there." So what does that mean?"He pulled out a book and opened it. It was page after page of specialties they have in the Army. Each one had a letter and number designation. Like one. Professor Lawton held the back of Lindsey’s head still as he gently thrust his cock in and out of her mouth.“Damn, you’re good at this!” he complemented her. After a few more minutes of thrusting, Professor pried his cock from Lindsey’s eager lips. “Now I would like to return the favor.”Professor Lawton turned Lindsey onto her back and positioned himself between her thighs. He took a few moments to admire her young, clean-shaven pussy before lowering his head to probe her slit. He ran his. Immediately after, Calvin pulled out his cock and sprayed a couple of streams of his thick white spunk up her torso.Calvin offered Kelly his hands to pull her further onto the table so her head wasn’t hanging overboard. Kelly looked at her chest and saw the puddle of Jamal’s runny cum that was running off one side and the streaks of Calvin’s bright white glue-like cum that was laid down her front from tits to pussy.“Well, that was fun,” Kelly said with a smirk.“You like black cock, huh?” Calvin. “Draw back to the sword tip.” And he did. Only the very tip of the cock head, which not long before had contained my tongue inside of it. “I parry,” he grinned. “And now….THRUST, Cyrano!” I moaned. “Wound me deep with thy hard sword.” In one swift descent, my Cyrano’s 8-inch sword plunged and plunged and plunged, deep into my sheath. “Thou stabbeth me deeply, not to my death, but bringing me to life, bringing me to my purest joy.” He throbbed again, emptying his balls deep, deep, deep down.