‘Damn, that’s a nice one,’ Lisa said and twisted around until her face was tightly pressed against Russell’s crotch. She sucked his cock right...there, at Clark’s Drive-In, until he spurted into her mouth. ‘My momma’s out right now, want to go back to my house?’ Lisa asked. ‘Sure,’ Russell weakly agreed. Four more times, on Wednesdays, Lisa met him outside of Truman Building. Twice, Carrie Brown failed to show up, so Russell would take Lisa to Clark’s Drive-In, then back to her mother’s house for. I'd been there myself when I started to worry about what Carol was getting up to.I worked to get beyond the intellectualising, get past it, be in the moment. I felt as though I was soaking up her pain, pulling it out of her, letting her be the woman she could be, not the wannabe wife she'd been for the last six months.Okay, so that's all bullshit but I wanted her to have good feelings, to be a woman that could pull a man in and enjoy it, and feel so good she'd know she could do it. After that I have to wait on their paperwork.” I glanced at my watch, which had a date function. “Probably two Mondays from now, what’s that, the ninth or tenth, I can be back.”“August 9th,” answered Captain Crowley. “You’ll be back by then?”“I’ll clear it with the Army. I will be so glad to get loose of them.”“Okay, but before you go back on patrol, you ride with somebody for a few days to make sure you haven’t forgotten what you’re doing out there.”I smiled and nodded. “Fair enough,. They ran their hands over her entire body andbetween her legs. They fingered her clit and she movedinto them even though I knew she was trying not to. Herbody was letting her down. Finally they bent her forward and dropped their pants.I watched as one black stranger pulled out anunbelievable cock, it was enormous, he took that fatcock and guided the head to my wife’s glistening lips.He spread her legs open then guided the knob into herpussy. I watched as that enormous black tube worked.