He explained how it would be like that every morning for the Plebes for the first few weeks, but worse. It was done to get them into a different mind ...et; one that was believed to help weed out the weak and prepare the rest for the pressures of school and training they would be subjected to over the coming years.The experience did not thwart the desires of the young woman, Mona, aiming to go to Annapolis. She became more resolved to attend and to do well. This lead to her becoming a close. Rumors that it was all about Black Power surveillance by the NSA or some new agency that was even more secret. She talked about things I wondered could be true - then thought why would SHE know? Then I thought about ALL the guys who bought her drinks and flirted with her in bars and maybe she did hear shit nobody else might!Then we were back to my outing. About how great it is that I am gay! She thinks its cool I like black guys but their cocks are so big, how do I manage that.That my new. Then Rekha said her usual words. “Why don’t you go and sit beside him and get warmed up when I get some drink for him”She always liked to see the young couples necking and kissing, giving them instructions etc.Pooja hesitantly got up and slowly walked across and sat near him.He immediately put his arm around her. With his other hand he covered her left breast.“mmm not so fast Riaz, first give her some kisses. I would say, the first thing the lovers do is to like the smell of each others’. Aunt Karen's legs were pulled back and spread wide. Her hairless pussy and inner thighs glistened with her moisture and my saliva. Her tight, pink anus was clenching, spasmodically, and her breasts, flopped to the sides of her chest, were heaving and jiggling as she gasped for breath. She stared at me, wide eyed, from between her gyrating nipples, having raised her head until the top of it grazed my mother's bare tits as she, also staring at me, held Aunt Karen's ankles. "You can let go, now,".