I knew I was torturing the boy but that was part of being a cougar you get to play with your prey before you devour them!“Do you like to eat pussy J...stin?” I asked him as I tongued the sensitive area just below the head of his cock“What’s that….oh yeah….I eat pussy…oh fuck….” He moaned“Ok eat mine and then you can fuck me but you have to make me cum first!” I said as I teased him with the idea of being able to shoot his cumI stood up and he knelt in front of me. I lifted a leg and his face. He got the full story from his drill instructor, all Hardy would tell him was he insulted his mother, something you didn't do to someone from the South.The D.I. was a bit more descriptive."Damn Major, I did not see it coming. Not at all. He just looked like a typical 'good ole boy' from the South." In every cycle of recruits, there's always one who thinks he's smarter, better, stronger than us. He's the one you have to break to get the others to fall in line. At first I ignored him,. What do you think?” Vicki thought it was a good idea, so after we showered I called Ginny, and it was a good thing I did. Ginny responded by saying that she was about to call us, and wouldn’t feel comfortable going out for dinner in a dress that sexy. Since she liked my idea, she now looked forward to seeing us at 6:00. I also let her know if she wants to come over a little earlier to just give us a call. As my wife was walking past me I let her know what Ginny said, and then she immediately. Her frantic humpingrhythm spurred him on. Soon he was stuffing her pussy as fast and deep as hecould, utterly reaming her fuck channel with every skewering stroke of his prick. "Fuck your me, fuck your horny aunt!" Margaret chanted. "Unngggh! Feels sogood, Henry! I'm cumming now! Oh, fuck, oh shit, Marge's cuuummmiiinnnggg!" Her wet, hairy pussy spasmed and spewed, gushing fuck juice onto his cock,milking the belly-probing stiffness of his prick. Still Henry didn't let themorning's.