“Love you baby, have a good day at work.”“You have great day sweety, Bye now.”She walks back into the house and heads into the kitchen to tidy...ng up the breakfast dishes. After a few minutes, she hears a knock at the back door. Her eyes light up with excitement as her heart skips a beat, because she knows who it is, he visits me around this time twice a week.She dries her hands; lick her lips, and quivers with anticipation, as she walks toward the door. When she looks out of the window, there. This is all new to me, and thesensation surprised me is all." Good," he said, sounding relieved. He slowly slid his shaft into me,firmly grasping my hips with those large, powerful hands.He began to ram his cock in and out, taking me, possessing me, dominatingme more and more with every thrust of his hips. I was so much smaller andweaker than him that just for a moment I found myself wondering if maybethis was my proper role in these matters, that I'd been deluding myself tothink it could ever. Then there was the one in the middle. A lump grew in his throat. It was Lisa smiling into the camera. She was holding up a tiny little hand as though it was waving to him. Other than that, not much could be seen of his son Dan Junior. He was the son born five months after Dan's deployment, the son he had never seen. Dan headed for the shower. On the way he paused by the paper hung on the back of the door. Picking up the pencil on a string attached to it, he marked off another day on his. You find yourself looking away as you drop to your knees. Words (from you) are prohibited. My hand goes into your hair. I pull your head forcefully to look at me. My eyes lock with yours. Your eyes smolder. My eyes demand. Your eyes willingly acquiesce. My zipper already open, your hand starts to reach for my crotch. I take your hand and powerfully pull it behind your back. You realize what is desired, and your other hand joins it there, so that I have full control over the situation. I.