This time, given that the US Military was on a high state of alert, Lenore would travel in uniform. She was traveling as BM2 Collins, though she felt ...ore and more that she should be seen as Officer Candidate Collins. Yet, given the nature of the duty she was pulling for ONI, she would wear the stripes. And what a change in outlook it is for me to resent wearing a uniform, and even more so to resent, even a little, the stripes that tickled me so much back in August.Fortunately, the 737 wasn't. She moaned and writhed in pleasures though she felt a little pain while my cock pierced through her soft pussy flesh. It was a real treat to my ears as she moaned ah… in extended rhythmic sounds with each inch of my cock’s penetration. Once my cock went fully inside, I began to fuck her savagely and incessantly using more brutal force. I ploughed the entire length of her tunnel nearly making it in a mess. Each time my cock went through her juicy tunnel, it produced slush…slush…slush…sounds. In. The feeling in her asshole had now fully returned. She squeezed her rectal muscles as hard as she could to try and push out that huge invader, but to no avail. Unknown to her was the fact that circling the coronal ridge of that massive ass stuffer was a fully inflated Bardex-like cuff. She would have to turn inside out before she would loose it from its tight, humid home.By now, she was almost crazy from the pain. Her small, tight asshole felt like it was being ripped apart. She twisted and. It had been in fucking tense. What the fuck was I doing? For one thing, I had been showing Caleb I was not a toy, at least not his toy. I had also liked being in control of my rather voluptuous body. It had been satisfying knowing I could get what I wanted no matter what Caleb thought. Thinking about it, I had started to stroke my panties. The memory had started to stir me. As I moved my hand up to my tits, the text had arrived. It was unexpected and thrilling."Best movie night.