The President is winding down our involvement. Supposedly the Iraqis and Afghans are going to look after themselves. What a joke!"Mike was suddenly aw...re that Brenda had reached out and taken his hand, holding it tightly as he told her about his experience. He looked down at her grasp then up to her eyes. He saw concern but something else as well. He felt his chest tighten and his face flush from the contact. His mind was racing but to where?They both tried to speak at the same time, then. “Was that ok?”“Yeah. That was just fine.” She assures him. Not really sure herself. After he leaves she shuts her door. Her familiar fingers taking care of her needs. The next morning they spend an awkward breakfast. Until Cynthia finally explains that last night was a one time thing. Robert seems relieved at understanding where they stood. Cynthia is left hoping he doesn’t fixate on her. It was nearly a week before Cynthia brought home a girl from the club. The two girls can’t stop kissing as. And come she did. “Oh, oh, oh yes. YES!!! Ohhhhhh fuck me Jake. Fuck me harder. I so need you inside of me. Fill me with your hot and nasty load. Come on. FUCK ME!!!!” The last of her words are sung in perfect pitch and at 100 plus decibels. She is so hot sounding that I can’t hold out any longer. Any second now my cum is going to plaster her hot inner walls. “Bambi, where do you want it? I’m going to come. Where do you want me to come?” I am breathless when she finally speaks up. “I want it. I felt my cock start to stiffen in her hand, and put my hands on her pvc covered body and started to caress her curves.she pulled away and released my cock."On your knees" she ordere.I fell to my knees and wondered what she had planned for me."Do you like my boots?", I looked at her new black patent boots and felt a tingle in my penis, "yes I do they look great" I replied."Good get down and show me how much you like them" she ordered.I bent forward and started to kiss her boots, working my way.