Long slow strokes to start. All the way out, and all the way in, pushing deep at the end of each stroke. Over and over and over. Oh Jesus I loved gett...ng fucked. I moaned and whimpered my pleasure. I heard her noises behind me, too. A soft, “oh…oh…oh.” With all the relaxing I had done to accept Amanda’s cock, my own had softened in the process. Now my hard on was returning with a vengeance. Then I felt Amanda pull out and apply more lube. That’s when I knew it was bitch time. She slid back in. I could hear a few whispers as her tight blue dress got tighter across her ass.“(mother fucker, I’d like to ram my cock up that… shit! Did you check that out?... damn! I’d suck that cunt ‘til her head caves in.)”When she straightened up, she grabbed my shirt and drew me in for a quick kiss.“(lucky cock sucker)”We sat, she ordered a Coke… plain.“Okay, Don… Why are you dumping me?”It was hard for me to get the words started.If Sharon had been a real bitch, or even if I didn’t like her, it. You see my name is Corporal Steve K., First Marine Division, Alpha Company, currently serving my first tour in the beautiful Republic of Viet Nam. I would tell you my last name, but I don’t need the publicity, if you know what I mean. Let’s just say it has way too many vowels and consonants to make it easy to pronounce. I found that out the hard way, the first day of boot camp. Our Drill Instructor was doing our first roll call and when he got to my name he butchered it two or three times. I could feel Scott tensing. I moved my ass back, burying his full 6 inches into me."Cum in me", I whispered, keeping my eyes on the front door of my house. He took one small stroke and I felt it. A flood of warmth filled my anal cavity and a sloppy wet sound emanated from behind me as he worked out the rest. He was still shaking and gasping as quietly as he could manage when I began to stroke my little cock quickly. I felt the convulsions start."Stay in me", I now gasped. The orgasm nearly.