Of course Lil had to have the details. "She trained me to go slow and steady, holding back the whole way, until she was ready to get off," Steve grinn...d. "We'd go at it for hours, and then she had a way of turning me again so a few minutes after she'd got it, I was ready to go again." The talk didn't bother me; it just turned me on. I couldn't be sore at Lil; there was just something infectious in his manner. He was so relaxed and open. The two of them were getting fired up. Lil had that. He, himself, was also nude, and inching his way towards her on the bed, his belly dragging on the bedding as he managed to position his body over hers, his knees forcing hers ever wider, and as he judged right, he then lowered himself, the massive mounds of flab squashing her flat on the bed.He began to thrust on her, rather than in her, as was the way he made love to his wife. But his massive rolls kept his short prick from actually making any meaningful contact. He was too big, too short, and. She opened a door and stood in the doorway."Gunnery Sergeant Major, The Queen requests you march them in please."There was a quiet conversation while Sally opened both doors to the sound of the shuffling of feet. Then there was the whip crack of commands more suitable for a parade ground,"Party, shun! Double time, march! Left, right, left, right. Left wheel! Right wheel! Mark time! Party! Halt!"The commands were given to the accompaniment of three pairs of issue ammunition boots crashing to the. Once she had left them to join the graduands, I did attempt some conversation as we sat in Owen’s Hall waiting for the ceremony to begin.“I trust you had a good journey here,” I said, “in spite of the road works on the motorway.”“Yes,” said Metcalfe, “no problems.” Immediately he began to talk to his wife.I made no further effort to communicate with the pair and they ignored me.After the ceremony and photographs, which included a picture of Helen and me taken on Helen’s camera by her father,.