Growing up on a farm I had seen a****ls mating all the time. (I really liked watching the bull breed our cows.) But I had never thought about men and ...omen mating. Reading those books started an intense desire to see what a female looked like naked. That night I realized that our old farm house had a bathroom with a clear window . The best chance I would have of seeing a naked woman would be my mom getting into or out of the shower while I looked through the window. When my mom went for her. During my whole time home on Leave, I had felt as if I was surrounded by ghosts. The old familiar places were the same; but, the friends I used to know were gone. That part of my life was over. Feeling melancholy, I had begin to almost look forward to returning to my ship. At least there, I would be with people I knew."Hi Jenny, I hardly recognized you. What are you doing out here on Peach Run Creek?" I said."Oh, I walk here sometimes. I like it out here. It's quiet and peaceful and not too far. She could smell his musk."NOH... NOHHH" she pleaded helplessly."Or would you like a facial? HA HA!" Unlucky, looks like the facial comes free, or would madam prefer to swallow?" NOHH OWWUHH-UH-UHUHHH" she complained."Oh really, looks like you haven't a choice BITCH!" He pushed it in cutting off her complaint, and began fucking into her open throat.He moaned enjoying the tight hotness of her throat muscles as it convulsed and squose his meat. He watched her fingers clawing at the air and her. ." No, seriously, shut your fucking mouth!" I don't know if she didn't appreciate good music or was concerned about a copyright infringement lawsuit, but I grudgingly complied with her cease and desist order."I'm going in to dry off and slip into something comfy," I announced while fluttering my eyelashes like a silent movie actress. First, I tried lifting the suitcase that contained our impressive toy collection, but that only accomplished throwing my back out. Then inside, wrapping myself.