Most of the time they were shooting at us, too, or would have if they’d known we were there.Anyway, St [redacted] took me in and tried to teach me h...w to calm my soul. I was already patient. I once lay in a hide for three days, waiting for a particular bomb maker to arrive at a building we knew he used. So the sitting and thinking part was already there.The problem was that all I could think about were the people, including kids, who were the inevitable side effect of combat operations. I. This turned her on. Seeing me in pain. Seeing me humiliated and spanked by that faggot Clint.“Lick my pussy,” she said, her voice level, commanding.I shuddered, my ass on fire. But I wouldn’t—CRACK!I screamed again, my entire body shaking. The pain was so intense. It swirled through me, mixing in my pussy with the humiliation of being dominated, with the embarrassment of the cameras catching my tears rolling down my cheeks, from the pussy juices trickling down my thighs. My cunt was so hot even. Not only by her dad, but by how everyone expects a PK to act. Sex will change her the way it changed me. The way it changed Josh. And the way it changed Susie.”“When you put it that way, it seems very different,” I replied. “In fact, it’s logical and rational. Maybe a little extreme, but I can see how you felt your options were limited. I can also see why you had to tell your dad and why you said you wanted to get up on the table in the lunch room and tell the whole school, you gave me your. I pulled Corina down on my lap and kissed her and then slid my cock into a very loose and sloppy pussy. I moaned and said it felt so sexy with her pussy this messy and Corina asked me why. I told her I had fantasies and it just made me think of them and it was really sexy. Corina asked me what were my fantasies about that concerned her being so messy and I told her I couldn't tell her. Corina slid that well fucked pussy up and down my cock and kept asking me to tell her and I told her I would.