Darcie," he said. Which was true enough—the house and the grounds were certainly beautiful, albeit in a strange way. Like those museum paintings he ...ever understood that made him faintly nervous. "Devanie talks about almost nothing except all of you. If I didn't drive her on down here for this big family reunion she'd probably have burst. I've surely been looking forward to it too."In came another tall, thin man, like Ruthven but much older, with a high forehead and steely hair. He walked with. "My two concubines have not completed high school yet. Do I have your permission?" Certainly. Already a number of concubines are students, yours shall not be alone there."He nodded, saluted her and the Colonel, and left with his sergeant.Everyone resumed their positions. Waiting. Sweating.Not long after that interruption, the senior corpsman entered the room, coming to attention and saluting."Sir, we regret that we cannot provide you with a CAP score for Private Al Ghamdi." No?" the Colonel. When I arrived I rented a nice car and drove to his house. I had dinner with his bride to be and her family. Her maid of honor came by as did some of the others. One girl would register the guest; she was the younger sister of a brides maid. She got my mind racing when introduced to me. The rehearsal dinner placed this young and beautiful girl beside me. I would escort her to the front just before the bride would make her march. She said it would be good practice for her when she got married. I. She tried to move and push at his chest to make him stop."It hurts please stop"He pushed harder, moving his cock in and out of her ass. It was the worst pain she had ever felt, it felt like it was burning. She couldn't stop him; he would take whatever he wanted from her.Tears covered her face again as she reached down to her pussy to try to make it more bearable. She could feel that he was close to filling her ass with his cock. Her hands were shaking from the pain and her fingers tried to.