“I bought a whole sweet potato pie from Walmart’s bakery. So what’s up?” I asked.“Since you are running the worm ranch part time, I was wond...ring if you would like to work for me in your spare time?” John asked.“Son you have to be kidding,” I said dramatically.“No, I’m quite serious. I need you to run down a client’s story. Everybody else I asked wants a hundred dollars an hour and the client can’t afford that,” John said.“So now you are taking on clients below the poverty level,” I asked.“It’s. I seldom got really angry anymore and usually tried to talk instead of fight. My first tour was for three years and I had made the rank of corporal. When my first enlistment was over, I was offered a bonus to reenlist for another three years. There was no one or nothing waiting for me back home, so I stayed in the Marines for another three years. My second tour came to an end and I was again offered a bonus to reenlist, I decided to get out. The Corp had changed and I didn’t have the stomach. He needed her. He wanted her. He would have her.He could feel the orgasm rise within him, the cum leap out of his thick, pulsating cock, only for a KNOCK to interrupt one of the best finishes he had had in a long time. Cum spurted out of his cock in droves as his wife stood in the doorway.Cindy was a few years younger than Mr. Livshitz, and she very much played the part of a made woman. Her body was in incredible shape, her blonde hair never had one tiny strand out of place, and her confidence. I moved my mouth to her other nipple, and continued to massage both breasts. This seemed to be all she needed to reach that last sensation to push her into her climax. Her moan was almost a war cry, and her entire body began to quiver and shake. She stopped riding my cock, and almost seemed to be pushing her whole weight into my lap, trying to push my erection into her as deep as possible. All of this turned me on so much, I shot past the point of no return, and I didn’t even have a moment to.