Then she got up, stretched and reminded my poor cock that she was an attractive woman and went into the kitchen to see what she could cook up for us. ... got up out of my recliner and went into the kitchen with my crutches and sat at the table in the combined dining room.She rummaged through the cabinets and the fridge and again my cock responded to her presence. After a few minutes she found some food that we agreed upon and started cooking. As she got busy and into cooking I went back into the. ''''oh shut up, get in it or i put it on you''''ok ok fine, but im not a girl''''yeah yeah little cock sucker ''throwing me on the couch ripping my sweat pant''get there you little bitch , your so weak , gonna dress you up myself you stupid boy''''mike wtf ill do it''''oh shut up . get your hans off''SLAPmy face hurt i look up and release my boxer Mike big hand rubbing the face he just smacked''good girlyboy , i dont want to slap you girly boy, you need to listen''''now we remove this like. "It's your going away party Tam," Polly said, "Last time to do what you love to do."I didn't fight when two of the guys stepped forward and started undressing me. Two minutes later I was on my knees as the guys formed a circle around me and I went from cock to cock sucking on them in turn. Ten minutes later I was grunting like a pig as I took a cock in my pussy and one in my ass while a third one was moving toward my open mouth. It went on until six in the morning and might have gone on longer. The only fighting he's likely to see are the battles at the front lines during the VFW Happy Hour." Okay, that explains the Captain part. Why does he hate to be called Jack?" I asked.Bryan looked at me kind of funny. "Would you want to be called Jack if your last name was Huff?"Suddenly I got it. No, I thought, I guess I wouldn't.Bryan was watching me, smiling the whole time. He could see when I finally got the joke. We both laughed."Gotcha," I said. "So, what's a face man?" Jack gives a great.