Thank you, Commander." Lenore took a moment to adjust the microphone downward slightly, and smiled when she heard her own voice reflect back off the r...nks of the battalion before her. "That's better." I have to admit, back in September, when I got this special assignment, I had a notion I'd be delivering this speech indoors, or at least in more hospitable weather. Instead," she gestured around her, "we have cold rain and fog. Welcome to the Bay Area, I guess."After the words rolled out, Lenore. My own wife thinks it’s “disgusting” and something only perverts do. Married men don’t do that kind of stuff (or so she thinks). So in my mind, the girl in the picture is watching me, begging me to come for her. Unconsciously I begin stroking myself faster. Up and down my shaft with only two fingers. My orgasm is fast approaching. My breathing is more ragged, my balls a bit more achy. I want to come now, I have all of the inspiration I need right here. That is until I realize that I can’t very. With her hand she scooped the flow and placed it in her mouth.Turning to him she lowered herself to her knees. With her hand at herbottom she collected the remaining spunk and lathered his cock."I'll get you ready for my cunny Mr. Lee. This is the perfect lube."Barb had found something new when she decided to let Michel lead her fromthe bar. Once in the car Michel directed the driver and they were momentslater entering her home, via the second doorway at the back. This was apalatial older. With my emotions in a turmoil I finally ventured, "Why did you take meto meet that couple?" They wanted to meet you. Why? Did you not like them?" They are very nice, but I was embarrassed." Why?" She suggested that I should marry you." What's wrong with that?" Your wife has only been dead six months and here you are showing off apregnant girlfriend." Well you know that there are very special circumstances." Yes, I know, but do they? Besides I have no intention of gettingmarried."Mark said.