We all stretched out on the lounge room carpet with lots of cushions around and at first it was just a straight swap. I was fucking Sally missionary (...o she could watch mum) and Trev got behind Beth and filled her cunt with his long thin cock that obviously went deep. “Jesus mate” she called “ take it easy. I can feel it in my throat. Do you get this every time Sal? It’s awful bloody long. Yoo hoo !!” she yelled. We must have kept this up for about thirty minutes when Sally called a halt. . On drill weekends, the vehicle was always mine to use, since it was the Commander’s vehicle.Specialist Kanza was assigned to be my driver and on our very first weekend drill at a field training post several hours away, we managed to conduct a field training exercise of a very personal nature. In fact, we never made it to the Army post and ended up in a hotel, getting to know each other in a very personable, one-on-one manner.I longed for a repeat of that first weekend, but we didn’t have. The only thing I took away from these stories, was that every protagonist in the tale was sporting at least nine inches of man meat and the women always had an orgasm as the man came deep in her pussy.And the more stories I read, the more hackneyed and predictable the tales became. I have always enjoyed the written word more than the imagery. Don't get me wrong, a beautiful naked woman aroused my younger self, but a well told tale could be just as erotic as that first reading, whereas the. He tried talking to Dad, but there’s just no middle ground.’ ‘I’m sorry. He’ll be fine, though. He’s got a sister to look up to for an example, after all.’ ‘Thanks, Brody. I feel bad, but there’s not much I can do about it. Dad may come around for Evan after a while.’ ‘I hope so. Listen, you should get some sleep.’ ‘You should, too. You must be beat after the game. Hey, you didn’t get hurt, did you?’ ‘A few bruises, but no worse than anyone else and nothing some sleep won’t cure.’ ‘All right.’.