She regularly volunteered at the soup kitchen in the city witha group of her friends (they called it “maintiaining an image,” shecalled it...“helping out.”) Everything Michelle did was to makeeveryone happy. Her parents were fiercely proud of her for who she wasand were generally very lenient for the conservative background thatthey were raised. But, as they said to Michelle, she had never giventhem any reason to mis-trust her and they appreciated that, soMichelle could. He went on to suck and stroke me until i was ready to fuck him. I let him know when i got him up and i went ahead and gave him a kiss. We stood facing eachother making out as we stroked eachothers cocks. Him tugging on mine and me pulling on his , stroking him. He was just as hard if not harder. "You ready for me to fuck your ass?" I asked. "Mmhm…. fuck my ass with your cock..." He said as we walked onto the blanket and he got on all fours. Waiting patiently with his smooth round ass arching. "And as you can tell they are very serious about their intentions, too." Now before I decide who will be number forty one, I want to know who told you to do these things, and where the unknown private Rose is. I will now let you speak and if I don't like what you're telling me I will unceremoniously retire you and go directly to your superior officer to inform him of your demise, and see whom he allowed to control his subordinate for one day. If I don't like his answer ... well, you get the. The cocky bastard was the 'after' picture in the advertisement. I was certain of it.I left work a little early. I told the secretary that I was not feeling well, but really my cock was sore. I also was worried that the string would cut off circulation and the fucking head would drop off in Patti's hand at the measuring.That night, I watched the news and then claimed that I wanted to watch Leno, but Patti would have none of it. She demanded I join her in the bedroom. Reluctantly, I followed her.