So I made her daughter service me whenever I felt like it. Making her do the nastiest, dirtiest things I could think of, hoping for her mother to find...out and be crushed I didn't count on the fact that the little whore loved what I did to her. No matter how nasty or depraved. A slut just like her mother! I got up out of bed and told my whore to lay there I was going to get a cucumberand that we would see how far that little cunt stretched. I saw her shudder and smiled as I left the room. I was. Today was his second day as a civilian in ten years – his choice. He was twenty-eight and no longer Chief Petty Officer Kipling, he was just Matt. Last night – Friday - he’d been hosted and roasted by his SEAL comrades in arms and their spouses and girlfriends and a few others he’d befriended over the years. He was glad for the dark aviators he wore against the bright morning sunshine – the party had been raucous and the alcohol free-flowing.He took a long and much-needed drink from a liter. He rubbed me with it at my opening and I was plenty ready for him, although when he give it to me, real slow and easy, it hurt a little because it had been a long while for me, and because old Bill was bigger'n the boys I'd been with.And when he got it all inside me it was better than I expected, and still real hard, and he went about loving me slow and gentle, but he give me all of it, every time he come down on me from above. And, oh, it was a tender fucking I got that night from old Bill;. I have been dressing up for a number of years prior to the events of 2006{please read my autobiography for details}, but have never advertisedmyself to guys publicly. I put up an ad on craigslist, that eventuallycontained some pictures that eventually went up.I got a ton of responses. I know how to dress to stimulate a man'sdesires, because I know what I like to see on women that stimulate mydesires.After weeding through a ton of jokers, fakers, and flakes, I startedcorresponding with a man.