Starting a rhythmon my hard cock my fingers fumble to release your breast. Watching my shaft becoming wet and glistening from your trips up and down i..., the mixture of my precum and your watering mouth starting to collect at the base of my cock. Your blouse open those hard nipples dragging across my thighs, my hands grip around firm breast. Tension builds within my tight balls as I feel the pleasure begin to rise, I attempt to slow your down, but you know from my pulsing cock in your mouth I am. I decided it was time to start having some real fun so i pulled out my fingers and pulled her skirt down. i kissed the hollow of herneck and slowly made my way down to right above her pussy. i finally got a clear veiw of it and it was amazing. compleatly shaven all but a small landing strip of brown hair above her lips. i desided i was going to tease her a bit so i kissed all around her pussy just avoiding the lips. her clit appered inflamed red and raw. i kissed right under it on her lips and. Married? Tarri Jean? There was no obvious sign of a marriage. No ring, no photos, no men’s clothes. Nothing.She continued, "A woman has needs. I tried to ignore mine this time. But, I failed. And, I might be pregnant. He and I have been married for seven years and we had sex when he was home and nothing ever happened.”I was a contract student, an enlisted E-3 in the army. Shit, shit, shit. Court martial for me, conduct un- becoming. All that. Ft Leavenworth. Or, Vietnam…I asked her what he did. He kept saying that he knew, and then I was crying, or sort of crying, it’s pretty fuzzy. He hugged me and buried his head in my neck. He started to nuzzle and nibble the place that turns me on so much and I am sure I moaned, I know I was turned on somewhat. His hands were all over me, under my shirt, my shirt was off, under my bra, then my bra was off and he was playing with my nipples and we were kissing. My breath was stuck, or else I was panting, or he was panting and I couldn’t.