I had to cover my constantly erected manhood with a well-established reputation as an generally horny bastard and pussy hunter. That was easy.I met th...s guy, we can call him Bert, during my guard duties. He was a good looking private and a member of the guard detail. As a corporal, I was his superior but we started to make out in secrecy in the basement under the guard house by the gates. We gave each other pleasure in all the ways. It was exciting combining BDU uniforms with sexual man. “Good. Now you need to introduce me to your parents. And your friends.” She paused for a moment to sip her coffee, and I sipped mine. “Did you really learn how to kiss by watching porn?”“Yes” I said after a moment. I was surprised at how easily I could say it. Weren’t women supposed to think that porn was wrong? “Why?” I asked more tentatively.“I was just curious. How often do you look at porn?” she sounded as though she were discussing the weather. Which was throwing me off as much as. "Uh oh," said Jeff. "That must mean something's about to go down." Actually," said Walker, "something is about to come down. Namely, artillery on top of our fuckin' heads. The LT just got the word from battalion that the marine artillery units are in position and appear to be readying for the preliminary barrage against us." Oh great," moaned Hicks. "The moment we've all been waiting for." Indeed," Walker said. "And there's some more bad news to go along with it. The WestHem navy managed to get. “Absolutely! Count me in,” Clay replied quickly.They picked up Otis and Desmond on the way to the Patterson’s house. While the two large black men stayed out of sight of the door’s peephole, Russell rang the doorbell. Beth Patterson looked through the peephole and saw a man and a teenage boy her daughter’s age. The very attractive thirty-five-year-old wife opened the door. That had been a terrible mistake, as from out of nowhere, Otis and Desmond burst through the door. Before she had time to.