As I write this I have a real problem remembering that I was home at all. The situation did nothing to strengthen our marriage. As I learned later fro... MaryAnn, she really would have rather I had not come home at all. She missed her fucking time with Victor and wasn’t getting much from me.The next few paragraphs will describe the worst time in my entire life, bar none.After two years on the Kitty Hawk I arrived back in Albany in October, 1969. I was in receipt of orders to NAS Norfolk, VA, to. My tool2. Your sample bag3. Your pictures4. My pictures 5. My story6. Checklist Now Donna was really curious and went to his tools, and that was a close up of a Keith’s dick, Donna had heard black males had big dicks. Donna uttered, my god that is just huge. Donna had never seen a black man’s dick and with it measuring 7.5 inches and another picture showing that it was 2 inches thick. If that wasn’t overwhelming the next picture was of his long tongue, it measured 6 inches. Then. There it was--the beginning of the crease between Laurie's legs, the swollen lips of her saturated pussy that the view through her panties had only hinted of. I tugged the panties down more, down to her thighs. Her whole pussy was there right in front of my face. I paused, taking in the vision, reveling in the sight and smell of Laurie's sexual core.I came back to my senses then and pulled the panties down over her legs and feet, caressing the thighs and legs as I went. I wadded up the panties. Ade said as he separated her thighs, pushed her up so that heavy haired triangle was level with his throbbing erection, he rubbed the head up against the lips of her crack, inserted and thrust and Mrs. Green or Alice from somewhere in her fogged mind or maybe because of the weekly Chinese arousing herb was finally working gave forth a ‘Oooooo! And her whole being vibrated, her tits wobbled and maybe from a long denied sexual emotion, now released began to buck, rising to welcome the length that.