I kissed her neck and whispered into her ear that I was going to fuck her over and over, she seemed taken aback once again by my choice of words and l...oked me in the eyes. She asked if I had to use those kind of words and I asked what she would prefer, she said that she would prefer it if I referred to it as “making love”. I smiled and kissed her then whispered into her ear that I make love to my wife, I would be fucking her. I told her to ask me to fuck her and watched as she struggled to use. The blonde haired beauty was had done somany things with pieces of fruit, she could no longer eat a meal withoutgetting horny thinking of him. Sitting two seats away from Charlie, herpanties were soaking with her pussy juices.Between Alex and Charlie sat Amy. Amy was the quiet, sweet one of thethree. She barely ever thought about sex, and when she did she immediatelyblushed afterwards. Despite this, there was of course one man she wouldhave loved to join in bed, though she would never admit. It was sometime shortly after that my eyes closed and I drifted to sleep.-----I awoke suddenly in John's dimly lit living room, still lying on his couch. My neck ached from lying against the arm of the couch. I rose slowly to sit and rubbed my eyes wearily. The apartment was dark save for the orange glow from the street lights outside. I glanced behind me into the kitchen. The blue digital readout on the microwave showed that it was 3:30, obviously early in the morning. This was typical of me.. Following checking his area, I transferred to the next area that I intended to visit. Over the time since I had arrived at the veteran’s camp, I had made it a point to visit many of the areas of the city where we had gotten information on problems, especially political problems. Those areas tended to be out on the eastern and northern edges of the city where the richer and more-well-to-do lived.On transferring to one of those areas now, I visited the house of one of those individuals. He had a.