Suddenly, she reached behind herself and dug her fingertips into my hips, shaking and trembling. Her pussy clamped down on my tool about the same time... I couldn't hold back and unloaded deep inside of her as she belted out “Fuck me!” Harder! Fuck me!”Mulky collapsed onto the leather seat of the HUMVEE. I pulled out and quickly cleaned up as she lay sprawled across the seat of the HUMVEE. I grabbed her BDU top and draped it across her naked body. I slipped into my boxers and rechecked Mulky.“Are. Those are some good tacos,” she said to me. “Maybe I'll eat them later. Thanks for letting me know,” I said as I laid back down, starting up at the ceiling. “So what are you doing in here mister?” “I was caught somewhere I wasn't supposed to be.” “I see. Did you know where you were when they grabbed you?” she asked. What is this? Is she here to get info from me to seal my fate? “No! I had no idea where I was.” I tried to play it cool, hoping she didn't see thru my bullshit too. “Well then my. He made a comment about willing it to stay down but it did not work and we both laughed. The ice had been broken. "So if I show you mine, what do I get out of the deal?” I asked. “Absolutely anything you want.” He said. “I would love to be your friend.” “So you would lick my tits and pussy if I wanted?” “It would be my pleasure.” He said. "What about if I told you to carry me over to the sofa, bend me over the arm and fuck me.” I was saying this and laughing as I talked, he was still not. I’ve seen The Wall more times than I care to count and I still can’t get enough of it …’ but he knew he was talking to the air and pursued the point no further. She refused to see the same movie twice but would always watch Turner Classic Movies on Cable when at home on a Saturday night. There was one weekend he remembered distinctly where Casablanca was playing at the Orpheum … complete with rising Wurlitzer and cute ice-cream boys with bow–ties. It was playing on a Sunday afternoon and that.