I'm not your husband I'm good to go all night. Why don't you climb that ass over here and see what it feels like with a real man's dick inside you." A...arm touched me as I wondered if she had any condoms. She gave voice to my fears as she said, "I can't, I don't have any condoms, and I really should go now."He reached out and grabbed her wrist. "What did I tell you about teasing me bitch? You know you want this dick and you're going to take all 9 inched of it. Besides I don't fuck with condoms. Before, when we had reports about how well the ship and crew had done, it was a joy to write these. This time it seemed impossible. I’d start on it only to erase it all and have to start over, again and again. Eventually I gave up after simply writing “Lieutenant Chandler is dead. It’s my fault,” after a very brief narrative about what had happened.Like I was, the crew was in awful shape.PFC Douglas tried to help by playing the Smetana song I’d liked so much. At first I was a little annoyed. It was a dark green one and on top I had a loose fitting white blouse that buttoned down the front. We got to the garage and Jimmy showed me to the waiting room. I sat down and found a magazine with some interesting articles about anal sex… I was suddenly frightened by a noise that made me jump up off the chair. It was just Jimmy coming into the room. ‘Hey, I am sorry I scared you, Madam. Your car is ready now” I was going to say thanks, but the old black man surprised me by telling: “I wish. Because of the position that I was in, I couldn't see his cock, that's why I was so surprised at what happened next."YES..BABY, FUCK MY ASS!" Lynn screamed.She was getting a very rough ass fuck and loving every second of it. She also loved the fact that I was watching. It appeared that she was trying to show me how slutty she could be. She was doing a good job of it too. After a few moments she had this monstrous orgasm. She grabbed the bed sheet and yanked it."FUUUCK." she screamed.Jim was.