I went into a latrine and jacked off squirting a stream of cum into the toilet because of what just happened.Over the next few weeks of basic training... I sent Monica emails whenever I could, and called her whenever we got phone privileges. I talked to this 38 year old woman more than I did my parents. I found out that she was married and had 3 c***dren. Her husband was an African American truck driver and was gone for long periods on the road. She sent pictures of her family and told me. In between sets the band came and sat down with us. At one point, mid-conversation with the bass player, I felt a hand my knee and I knew it was Megan. Over the next ten minutes, I felt her hand slowly creep up my thigh until she was teasing the underside of my cock with her fingertips and giving me the occasional squeeze. I tried not to show my pleasure in what she was doing but it was so hard to keep a straight face.When the band got up to play again, Megan made a point of dancing with me in. I heard a couple of ratcheting clicks and the next time Belinda’s hips slapped my ass her cock detonated in my pussy; expanding not just at the end but all the way down it length, stretching my poor pussy lips mercilessly as it bucked against my cervix like a shotgun recoil. As she withdrew, her cock was so thick she had to brace against my hips to pull it against the clinging friction of my pussy. She could only get it half way before she gave up and pushed back inside, setting off another. May smiles and reaches up to take out an ornate emeraldclip which was holding up her long red hair. It cascaded past hershoulders. She looked really good with it down. The clip went intoBobby's pile.Bobby accumulated a necklace and a pair of earrings in his winningmound. "Wow, these are real winnings." I'm sure you'll be generous and share them, Bobby, I'm real fond ofthose earrings." April giggled. On the next hand, Bobby loses. Hefollowed May's idea and removes his own hair clip. His black.