" I blushed deep red and smiled at him, and told him I was 16. "That's OK, I don't mind that," he said. "Are you a virgin?" he asked. I told him I wa.... As I watched, he took off his uniform pants and hung them up in the closet. Standing there in his white boxers and t-shirt, he was the hottest guy I'd ever seen anywhere. He came back to the bed, sat, and took off his t-shirt. Sure enough, high up on his left arm near the shoulder was an anchor, with the words "U.S. Navy" under it. God, it was. It had been this way for the first three weeks of my job, but on the fourth week - a Tuesday to be exact - it all changed.So, I was doing my deliveries as usual and there's this one house that stands out from the rest because the front door is at the side of the house rather than the front. And the door itself is raised slightly by two steps - so the letterbox was at eye-height, making it somewhat easier to put the paper through. On this particular day though, when I lifted the flap to put the. She gasped as I increased the pace, pushing her to her limits, listening to her breath quicken. By this time I was rock hard in anticipation. I brought myself on top of her again, face to face, gazing into each other eyes and ready for the next move. I parted her legs around my body, grasping my hard cock and rubbing my tip back and forth across her clit. She brought her legs up as I entered her, feeling her wet pussy envelope my large dick like a glove. I entered slowly watching her head fall. Fucking filthy white trash whore.She closed her eyes, listening as her breathing steadied back to a soft sigh, then looked down at herself. She needed a shave. Stubble was beginning to appear on her pubic mound, giving it the appearance of a strawberry, rather than the soft peach that she preferred. She yawned, then rubbed her eyes before looking at the clock. 3.53am. “Holy shit!” That had been a long session. She stretched as she rubbed her hands down over her body, pausing briefly to.