She’s with someone else. He felt a brief moment of pain at the thought. I have to move on too. ‘Darius, man what are you looking at?’ his bunk m...te Horace ‘Horse’ Tate asked as he walked up following Darius’ line of vision. ‘Oh, her. Man give up. She’s not interested. I laid my southern boy charm on her and she shot me down. Now if she can shoot down a body and face like this, son. She’s not interested in men.’ Horse told Darius jokingly. At this point, LaCynthia had gone back to her barracks. She was now sat on the very front of the sofa edge, so my kneeling between her legs was at a perfect height. Holding my shaft Lucy pulled me so that his tip was now nestling between her lips. I eased forward as Lucy wrapped her legs around me and used her heels to encourage me further. A quick push and I was in, all the way, meshed.Holding her I rolled back onto my back taking her off the settee. Lucy now in her favourite position, sat on me, controlling and able to dangle her lovely titties in. She couldn't tell whether her nipples hardened in response to him or to the lightning.The approaching rain looked like a wall. She could see it move across the yard, hear it hit the roof in front of them before it hit the roof in back. They were in the midst of the storm, with rain blowing in from one side or the other depending on the gusts.He unsnapped her bra, slipping his hands around to support her breasts when the bra didn't. He played with her nipples. As thunder rolled directly overhead. So full of hope. Making each other laugh and cry. The best friend I’ve ever had. My tender and passionate lover. My life partner. It was time to rendezvous again. I wasn’t sure I could handle another casual, restrained public encounter. Just a half an hour alone with him would, hopefully sate me for a bit. I thought this while in another part of my brain I laughed at the absurdity, I would not be sated. Ever. I couldn’t get enough of this man and his love for me, of which, it appeared, he had.