He was sympathetic and referred me first to one urologist, who sent me to a second when the first could not help. They all concluded the underlying ca...se was psychological, so the next logical step was to seek help from psychologists. Well, actually from two. They took months and insurance money before giving up. At the suggestion of my own doctor, I visited Dr. Bennefield, a psychiatrist. Though equally sympathetic, he could only conclude that perhaps my problem would ‘eventually work itself. Their dresses were torn and dirty. The humiliation showed on their faces and in their eyes. To be shown as a soldier's slut in public would have been humiliating, but a constabulary slut must have been really humiliating. The leader, a muscular negro said, "Soldier boy is back."I pulled my pistol and shot him in the head. Then I shot the other two. I looked at the women and said, "Wait for me at the stream behind the courthouse. You belong to me now. Go!" They walked away stunned.I expected. “Go for it,” Judy replied. “I can handle it.”My legs quivered. My balls ached. Judy slipped a finger down to her pussy and pressed against my tool. I shot my load straight into her. She tightened up and shook.“Oh yeah,” she declared. “I can feel you cuming.”She dug her manicured finger nails in to my neck, pulling me into a deeply passionate kiss, practically swallowing me whole.“Oh my God!” I declared.Judy lie still as my cock throbbed and twitched. She slipped from my lap and grabbed a napkin. Alan got in the driver's seat and Ted got in the passenger seat. The other four got into the back of the van where they motioned for me to join them.When I got into the back I saw that there was a mattress on the floor of the van. My cock started to get hard as I realized that they planned on fucking me during their lunch break."Get comfortable," Stan said as he unzipped his pants and let his erection spring forth.I sat on the mattress."Do I have to spell it out?" Stan said, "get your fucking.