Tiffany was a flirty girl who loved to party. She loved to drink and have a good time.Other then the sweater she was wearing at the moment she had a p...ir of cut daisy dukes with her butt cheeks showing at the bottom. The only thing she knew was the police were on their way.She had to survive for only a few more minutes until they arrived. She waited near the main road out. Taking controled breathes and saving her strength.It wasn't long until she heard a female voice cry out in the distance. A. What’s the rush?”Her temper roiled, her tears welled, but, he did not see them, as usual marching ahead of her.He never saw nor talked to Bunny again the final four years of his life.His mother requested that his remains be brought back to Kansas for internment. She’d kept his childhood home immaculate and ready for that day when he’d leave the Corp. and return.The Pyles accompanied the casket back and on an oppressively humid Kansas day his Sergeant was laid to rest.“Gomer, do you remember. I slid my hand down her side and back up under her skirt. The heavy black tights were pulled down just below the vee of her pubic area, her knickers likewise slid down.I caressed the area about the top of her cleft, fine downy hair met my fingers and I slid a little lower. She gasped as my two fingers dipped into the crease above her vulva, brushing across the slightly enlarged clitoris and down into the wet slot below.She placed one hand on my shoulder for support as I circled her clit, then. I couldn’t take any teasing and was fucking her standing up as the steam blurred the glass. She moaned loudly as I pumped her hard and deep.“Hmm fuck me, fuck your woman… fuck your pregnant whore” she screamed as I increased the pace and could tell if she continued to talk like this I would be cumming soon.“Screw me whilst Darren waits for us, pound me. C'mon - fuck what’s yours. I am yours Jonathan”. This was my threshold, as I roared and thrust deep into her womb as I sent rope after rope of.