I wanted him there with me. I wanted to feel his hot cum pumping into my mouth again.The magazine article said some women become obsessed with fellati.... All of what else I had read was very true in my mind so why should I not believe this too? And the way I was feeling, I was one of those women. Well, I was only sixteen but someday I would be a woman.I drifted off to sleep with visions of my obsession filling my thoughts.The sun shone bright through my window. It was going to be a wonderful. Later, as officers and NCOs you will be helping your troops with the same issues, so learn these rules fast and well. OK, are there any questions before we go on?” There was some fidgeting from some of the potential concubines, a few looks, hugs or even kisses between spouses, but no hands were raised.“Very well, now is there anyone out there that does not want to continue? This is your last chance to back out. No one? Great. Now, you people over there are our veteran militia recruits. You will. So, I didn't say anything back to her.Then I could tell that she had quietly started again. I lay there, my pussy envious of the pleasure she was having, when I felt her touch my nighty. I let out a slight gasp and her hand jumped away. More on emotion than thought, I said, "I want to do it, too," and sat up and pulled off my nighty.As I lay back to begin rubbing myself, Marilyn asked, "Would you do it to me?"I was glad that the room was dark. The question certainly surprised me. I had never. “You mean… your… your dad?”Beth was aghast. Was she that obvious? “How did you know?”“Bitch, please.” Laurie piped up. “He’s a HUNK.” The girls all nodded. “She’s right, Beth. You have NOTHING to be ashamed about. I know I’ve wondered what it would be like to… kiss him. Like, REALLY kiss him,” Stacey added. “Kiss?” Laurie teased. “Is that all?”Stacey blushed. “Well… to start. I didn’t say WHERE I would kiss him.” Giggles all around.“Or where he would kiss you, huh?” Oooh’s and Aah’s.Stacey.