The two tubes of soothing ointment and lubrication fell out of my pants pocket over at Zelda's later the next day and she looked at me quizzically wit... an unasked question.I really didn't want to get into a discussion of my sister taking it up the ass from a married man so I just made up a story about trying to determine which of the concoctions would make anal sex more comfortable.She giggled and asked me,"Are you suggesting we do some comparison testing just to make certain?"I was in a box of. I had rented a Jeep to allow me unlimited access to wherever my heart would send me, and had long since seen all the popular beaches. But I wanted more. I had the local map, which is the same as the tourists are handed when they arrive and is useful only to find the best shopping and restaurants; but I also had my portable GPS. As I drove along Crown Mountain Road, admiring the many vistas of the blue-green Caribbean, I happened upon a roadside gas stop. I was able to fill the tank and grab. The Army has been my life for almost six years. I was going to make it a career. I loved the Army and my friends. We were making a difference. Now I have nothing. I'm a nobody all at once. I have to go home and try to start over. Oh, sure I managed to get a two year college degree while I was in garrison but so what? I have no real training and what I am trained for I can't do now. Who wants a disabled Military Policeman? I can't even get a job as a police officer now.Time passes and I complete. Somehow I managed to hold the next spurt but it could only be for an instant so I desperately twisted my body to flip Vicky over on her back and onto the bed next to her writhing moaning sister. Before she can have realised what was happening I was on top of her and had forced myself in one great thrust as far within her as I could and then I let the spunk fly without restraint. Jet after jet of it flooded her cunt as the sexual tension of almost three decades finally found release. She had no.