"If it made you cry, it's not stupid," he answered.I took a deep breath. "I saw Roy kissing another girl," I said, and then burst into tears again. Ba...ry had never met Roy. He scooped me in his arms and hugged me. "I'm sorry s*s," he said. "What an ass." I leaned my head against his chest and cried. As I did he stroked my hair and told me the guy was crazy and that he didn't deserve me. I was comforted by his strong arms. Barry was 6' about 180. He hit the gym 2-3 times a week. He wasn't crazy. I asked him what he had thought of her and he immediately shot back that he thought she was beautiful. I then asked him how he would like to come up to our room tonight and see my wife’s tits for real. He was excited about the idea as his cock instantly began to stir inside his shorts. I then gave him our room number and told him to come by later that evening. That night at dinner my wife who doesn’t drink decided on a glass of wine to take the edge off her nerves. She couldn’t believe that we. The men that had been hurt in OK had all been released from the hospital. The DHS and FBI had interviewed all the JBG men Ching Lee and Vicky had on duty there for the attack.Many would be interviewed a second and third time as the feds wrote and rewrote the reports of the event.Monday all of them would be returning home - where ever that happened to be. Ching Lee, Vicky and Paul Drake were coming home Monday.The plane that was going to pick them up was taking new weapons to the Oklahoma. I wanted to look at her, I soaked up her image of lady in love, roamed my eyes all over her till I saw my rod embedded in her.I pushed it a little and then pulled out; it felt exotic, my penis glistening with juices going in and out of my beloved mom’s pussy. The same that pussy delivered me, my entire self in this world. Oh My! Feeling was indescribable. I reached for her now spread and raised legs and started to caress her fleshy calves and thighs. I wasn’t soft with my touch but squeezed.