Her cunt was was so loose there was no mistaking something pretty big had recently been in her. As I fucked her I kept telling her she had never been ...his wet and loose and that she had just been fucked by someone. She kept telling me that wasn’t true. However, I kept telling her I was not upset and love the feeling of sloppy seconds. Finally she said, “it is not sloppy seconds, it is sloppy thirds”. WOW I couldn’t believe it, my wife that said she could always wait for me to fuck her, had. The assignment would not be particularly physically difficult or dangerous. Modern Ranger stations were state-of-the-art facilities. The six-month field assignment was in large part of psychological test, determining the candidate's ability to handle the isolation and the relationship with their single partner."What's the Citizen Level of the other candidate sir? Can you tell me how old she is?" A high achiever I think, like you. Wait. I take that back. You're in a class by yourself." Zaafir. “And where do you think you’re going,” he asked with a grin at his pinned blonde.Suddenly he looked up like he was sniffing the air, so did Mandy. There were faint sounds of sirens. She gasps a “thank God” as the sound waxed and waned, the vehicles still some distant off, but definitely heading this way.“Now you’ve fucking had it!” she spat seeing his face grimace realising the game was up. He paused for a moment then looked down with a grin.“A good five to six minutes away,” he said spinning. The intelligence gathering and unarmed combat he had learnt was far from the slap and tickle techniques he was being shown today in the Physical Intervention course.The only thing he could not get to grips with in the military was the discipline, the being told what to do. He loved discipline, when he was dishing it out, and that's what finally broke him. He did not have the time nor the patience to rise through the ranks naturally, and wanting to give the orders rather than take them had sent.