“Are you all right, Miss?” a man’s voice shouted from inside the garage.Before I could answer he was beside me helping me to my feet. My ankle h...rt like hell as I leaned on him as he helped me inside.I looked towards him as we made our way to a little corner office he had in the garage. It was William, the owner of the funeral home. I was so embarrassed for him to see me this way.“Susan? Is that you?” he asked in a surprised tone.“Yes. It’s me,” I replied, my voice shaking from the pain and. Susan said.“You know him. I love him delivering me his huge package…”After closing the door behind him, Nelson looked at my yoga pants and his huge hand reached out, putting on of his fingers deep inside of my wet cunt.He smiled for the first time, saying Susan was right. He added;“I heard you like to be fucked by huge dicks; hope you like mine…” I did not answer; just turned round and walked to the stairs swaying my hips and they both followed me to my bedroom.Once there, I put my hands on. Then when I got home and was alone, I would try out the things they had mentioned. Including using my curling brush handle. Which I thought. was the size of a man's dick. As his tongue slipped into my mouth, I wrapped my inexperienced arms around him. Hoping he would not realise, I was really still a virgin. Though I had fucked my brush. I was not wanting to be fucked either really, I just wanted more of this feeling I was getting. It was so much better than the ones I gave myself and I got to. He sat down behind his desk. I retreated to my sparsely decorated office with Corporal Lovejoy following me. I closed the door behind us. “Take a seat,” I instructed. I leaned on the front edge of my desk, my arms folded across my chest. “Look,” I began, “what happened back at basic, I just want to apologize.” Corporal Lovejoy smiled. “That was basic,” she responded, her hands clasped and fingers interlocked and dutifully placed in her lap. “This is the real Army.” “You don’t have to take.