. my name is ... I’m Susan Gle...” I stammered through my more formal names and remembered what Ms. Connor wanted me to be called. “I’m ... Su...y,” I said and extended my hand.The girl gently shook my offered hand, giggling. “My name is Giggles,” more giggles. “I bet you can guess why.”“Giggles here is almost as ticklish as you are, Suzy.” Ms. Connor said. I blushed a deeper red and Giggles giggled some more. “You keep an eye on the store while Tonya and I help Suzy here. As you can see, she. Her mouth hung open in a silent scream and her eyes bulged as she felt the enormity of the horse’s cock inside her, but her pussy was in heaven. She had never felt anything close to what she was now experiencing, and it felt more natural than any sensation she’d ever had before. The horse was whinnying as it bucked into her again and again, each thrust making its foul-smelling cock grow more erect. What had started at a flaccid ten inches was now a solid shaft of sixteen, pumping in and out of. . is still a fearsome place of exploding shells and death."- Douglas Robinson, New York TimesThe strange thing about Viet Nam was the sheer difference, the absolute change in everything. In two days I went from living in a near paradise on Monterey Bay and sleeping (sometimes) with a woman that exuded sexuality to this... foreign place! Everything was different: the very air had an alien smell and the heat and humidity was oppressing.It was in February of '68 and I was being sent to the Khe. I stood there watching and just looking at Julie’s pussy sticking in the air with her big firm ass. “Can’t I eat some pussy too?”, Diane shook her head but Julie turned her head around and nodded, “You can eat mine”. I went right to it and spread her ass cheeks and began eating her pussy with my face buried. My tongue was going wild on her folds and clit, she moaned into Diane’s pussy while she ate it just as I slid my tongue deep into her hole. I kept it there tongue fucking her tight pussy, I.