He was out of town for a few days on business, so she had thought and hoped that she would find me here, and be able to tell me of her good fortune. W... had been talking for more than an hour when I noticed that I needed to return to the base now. Curfew was in about an hour and a half. I told Gisele I needed to leave and told her the reason, I asked her if she would walk with me to the barracks. On the way to the barracks we would stop and kiss, swapping tongue until I finally told Gisele that. My ass was now on fire and I heard someone say, “Initial prolapse had been achieved, intensity can be increased”. With that my whole gut began to move. I screamed as the thing inside me was not only still relentlessly milking my prostate but was now rhythmically manipulating my bowels. I could feel the movement so clearly through my numb gas haze. I hated everyone there and yet I loved them all, I had no conception of what was really happening but I wanted it to stop and yet if it had I. Her nails trailed lightly down the side of my neck as she pulled me to the foot of the bed. She crawled up the bed backwards, her sultry eyes locked on mine. Her fingers parted the pink labia between her skinny thighs and she smiled as my eyes took in the sight of her wet pussy. I laid between those wonderful legs and licked at the juices glistening on her. Her pubic hair was trimmed short and my tongue scratched against it. She moaned when the tip found her clit and gasped when I sucked it. When we returned, we girls said an early good night to our parents and finally got our post-practice shower in, a shower in which the three of us reaffirmed our bond. Rhee started things.“I think us plebian high-school girls should wash our college-attending wife. What do you think, Beth?”“Well ... if she weren’t so cute and didn’t have such pretty little titties and, of course, such a fucking cute ass, I would disagree. Since she is that and has those, we probably should wash her with our.