Did I make the wrong choice or what? Well, a few weeks later back at the BOQ, Callie and I were working on something official and departed for our roo...s. I remembered something I forgot to ask her, walked back to her room and knocked. ‘Who is it?’ ‘It’s me. I need to ask you a question.’ When she opened the door she was wearing her gray military physical training uniform: cotton t-shirt and loose fitting shorts. I could see she was not wearing a bra. Her breasts were full and looked soft, if. Her voice was like it was an echo, or a memory, it didn't matter, there was this lady, I dunno, maybe thirty, slim, I supposed she could have been quite attractive, nothing too pretty as to make her seem unobtainable, jesus just like any of the sights one might see in Fiesta magazine, but she was here and she was showing me the contents of a porn magazine. Sure she was berating me but that didn't matter. I was just so surprised and pleased to have a woman going through a porn magazine with me. She could draw the load out of me and almost hurt you from the suction. The taste of cum didnt offend her like many girls I had been with. She always took it in her mouth, swallowed and gave my dick a great tongue bath afterwards. I usually paid Twenty Dollars for a straight up blowjob. For an extra five shed strip off her top and rub her melon sized tits all over my dick. When I came, shed hose her tits down with sperm and rub it in. If not, shed swallow my load and lick my dick clean. I had. Her nipples were straining, rock and aching from the vibrations. They increased even more and she was now bucking and moaning like mad. She knew she was going to cum soon and there was nothing she could do about it. The mystery vibrations seemed to be reading her body, reacting to her like a person would. Anna got closer and closer to having the largest orgasm of her life, as the vibrations suddenly became all in unison and super powerful. “OHHHHH FUCK MEEEE” She arched her back hard, hips.