She took her time going the length of my cock with her tongue, giving the tip of my cock a quick kiss of its own once she got there. Then my pet sat b...ck up on her knees, her pussy hovering over my cock. I let her do all the work as she grabbed my cock and positioned it to the entrance of her pussy. Then she sat down, and the next thing I knew I was balls-deep, my pet letting out a little sigh as I fully entered her. I placed my hands back on her hips as she slid back up my pole until only the. Cameras would zoom in on their orifices. This focus extended to scenes where the women were depicted showing how much they enjoyed servicing hard cocks. Snapshots showed them with cocks on their foreheads, cheeks, tummies, in their mouths, in their beautiful cunts or arses, but mostly in their hungry mouths. I couldn't help but wonder whether they really enjoyed it. For some or other reason I started to wonder how they felt when doing this. This now got me wondering if I would smile as broadly. I’ve made a mess of things. And to think, I used to give Steve a hard time when he did stuff like this!”“You want to be with me?” Kara asked, incredulous. “But I can’t do that! I mean, I want to be with you and Steve, but I can’t have sex when Steve’s not there! I just can’t!”Kara sounding pained, and I realized I had a brewing disaster of epic proportions on my hands. It reminded me of the Jennifer and Melanie situation from my Sophomore year and that had led to Melanie trying to kill herself. When I returned to Iraq I would reverse the process, though I might route differently along the way.That flight home was something else! It was a military flight, so they picked the highest ranking officer on board, a lieutenant colonel, as our detachment commander, and a command sergeant major as the NCO in charge. It didn’t matter. They must have loaded a ton of food on that plane. They were constantly feeding us - meals, snacks, desserts, and just about anything else you could imagine. No.