M., and I just got home from one of the wildest nights of my life. I live near an Army post, and have several friends who are in the military. This pa...t week a couple of them have been home on leave from Iraq. They're leaving Saturday, so about ten of us got together tonight to have a few drinks and say goodbye. I was lucky enough to be the only civilian invited to this little party. We all met at Dave's house near the base. The plan was to go and hit a few clubs in the area and enjoy one. Why a hand appearing lightly on my thigh causes me to stiffen slightly I will attribute to my disbelief that the situation is getting beyond the point that I feel is still within my control. It is only natural that my thighs part as an autogenous reaction to the stimuli flooding my senses. None-the-less a nagging doubt in my conscience causes me to gently but firmly arrest the hand’s progress. Breaking off an endless interplay of lips and tongue with a gasped a deep inhalation. ‘Oh please,. ” I knew I was being a slut, for doing this for a job, for letting three guys have their way with me at the same time. I didn’t care at that moment, all I could feel was my orgasm building and I knew I couldn’t hold back much longer. Then the moment hit, Alan’s tongue flicked across my clit and my orgasm hit. My mouth popped open and I let out a loud moan. “Oh God Alan! Yesssss, make me cum!” I began to thrust my hips into his face, grinding my pussy onto his tongue as wave after wave of. ‘Please what, Marisa?’ he taunted, one hand reaching around and caressing her dripping pussy slowly with one finger through her panties. ‘Please let me suck your fucking cock,’ she moaned, wiggling against his hand and cupping the bulge in his pants. He groaned and allowed her to unzip his pants and pull them down, freeing his hard manhood. She wrapped her hands around it and lovingly kissed the tip of it while he stepped hastily out of his jeans. Marisa smiled before licking his length and.