I didn't know there were that many soldiers here," said Sultry."Don't worry about it, Sultry. If they fuck up the yard we'll have the President come f...x it."Jack and Sultry chuckled all the way to the working area.They ambled nonchalantly up the steps and onto the porch. There were a couple of staff sergeants writing furiously in journals, the covers of both read, ARMY Acquisitions, 1969. Jack and Sultry Flintkote: contributors. and a series of corporals standing in the doorway waiting their. She never went there without her husband and they were obviously very much in love as they were always holding hands, or giving each other pecks and he would sit there with his arm across her legs.One evening she ended up sitting opposite me on a high stool and I could see up her short skirt. She was not wearing knickers, or they were flesh coloured, and I got the occasional glimpse of white flesh. That's when I discovered she wore holdups.She came to the bar where I was sat on a stool to get a. PLEASE! " I rub the head of my cock against her tight puckered little anus, she goes wild, struggling against me with renewed vigour as she screams " JOHN!" I smile, watching her struggles, listening to her screams. Well, no better time than the present. I line my hard instrument up and lean in hard, pushing the swollen head against the resisting ring. Her entire body tenses, in an effort to resist the coming impalement. I was experienced in fucking a tight ass, to know that I would win this. Watching the various dials and screens, everything was spot on. Shutting it down, I re-set the simulated altitude from 10,000 feet to 30,000 feet and re-started the camera. The Image Motion Compensator slowed to its new setting - bang on. The clock on the wall said five to three.Grinning to myself, I shut the camera down, disconnected all the cables and signed the worksheet. Standing in the Chief's open doorway, I waited while he spoke on the phone. Looking up he gestured towards an old.