" SMACK." OOwwwwe, Yes Sir!" Hold her down, cause it's time to play 'STICK THE STICK' IN THE BRIDES ASS!" OOOWWWEEE, OOOWWWEEE, TOOO BIGG, HURTS, TOOO...BIGGG, OWWWWEEE, OOOOWWWEE, OWWWWWEEEEEE!" I Love the sound of a BITCH Squeelin Like a Pig, SQUEEL, BITCH, SQUEEL." OWWWWWEEEE, OOWWWWWWEEEEE!" Now let's get that Stick out, Wow, Look how streached out that Ass is, Ya can see clear up her Hole." SLAP." Oowwee!" Turn around and Squat down on the table, Lower, Give me one of those Beer Bottles, the. My hand slides to its base as I give it a long slow stretching stroke, expanding the blood that has engorged it. I let out a moan as my hand slides back down its length. My balls are heavy. I feel them lay against the crack off my ass, filled with cum wanting to be drained. I grab the bottle of baby oil sitting on the night stand and dribble some across my shaved pubic area, then across my shaft and onto my balls. Massaging in the oil, my hand glides back and forth in long smooth strokes. I. "I'm Sergeant Moss. I'm the commander of this camp since the colonel was killed yesterday. How are you? Not feeling too bad I hope?"Sharon stared at him, barely able to hide the hostility from her gaze. "What do you fucking think? I feel fucking awful. And when are you gonna let us go, you bastard?"The young man sighed. "I'm afraid that's not possible. You're spoils of war, I'm afraid. Escape is just not possible. The soldiers need some R&R, you know. And you're unfortunate enough to have to. Jason's tongue slithered andlapped, tasting the sweetness of the boy's jism, glowing with newfeelings of girlish desire, sucking on the prettily shaped organ withinhis mouth. At last he felt a set of fingers resting on his cheek. It wasMiss Presswell, almost with a smile on her face."That's enough sissy sucking, my boy," she said. "You can't spend toolong on one customer. Put your sweetheart into a fresh pair of panties,so that he can go home."Jason thrilled at how stiff Andrew's penis had.