Brisard, but wasn't sure. I didn't give a crap, but the more I knew about her, the more I liked her as a person. I was also beginning to think it was ...ossible that someone very clever was setting her up.Ms. Brisard, whose first name we learned was Lisette, was the occasional visitor to the farm the day after spending the night before. No restrictions were placed on her and she was in the 'public' side of the new barn a couple of times. We studied those films intensely and she had shown no. Soon I'm going to ask you to cum for me..."Her voice was coming in short, sharp panting breaths and I knew she meant it. I so desperately wanted to fuck her, but I knew it was out of the question - and we had a deal. Instead, I out out my small bottle of lube and poured a little over my cock head. "Yes," she breathed, "Now show me, show how you cum. Do it for me, lets cum together, stroke, baby"The lube added another sensation. Almost like being inside a slippery, wet pussy. I concentrated on. But I figured something must be bothering me. That is when I realized that I hadn’t had any sex for the last three months. I had gotten so engrossed in what we were doing that I never noticed. But now that we were out of the field environment and back in garrison, I felt the need brewing. A need to release. One of the men in the Center that I work with caught my eye. He was the person in charge during the night shift. Not an overly aggressive, cold, cocky officer like I had seen on the day. .she was trembling like crazy looking at me we both start laughing with that she stood up pulled me up off the couch and said now you any where you want but first i want to suck that cock of yours .she got on her knees looked up and then went right on to it that lady could suck cock lifting it up and sucking my balls gently i was running my fingers trough her hair and saying to myself what a fucking sexy cunt for 59 ..i told her i wanted to cum in her but in her ass if she wanted that .ok she.