It seems a dream of a black horse is a dream of passion. Consideringall that has happened in the past weeks, I am not surprised. * * * "Kneel."... She kneeled carefully. Her legs spread wide, feet tuckedneatly under her bottom. Her arms, as always, behind her back. Her back heldpoker-straight, her head held proudly high. Her eyes, lowered only slightlyso that she was just peering through a haze of mascara-blackened eyelashes. She'd never dreamed that this wouldbe possible for her. To. We worked through it with their help? or so I thought.We got engaged in early 89, set to be married in August of 90. We agreed to live off post whenever possible and to limit her future military involvement to an occasional FSG or officer?s wife club meeting.I deployed in support of Operation Hugo Relief in 89, picking up the pieces. Oh, the humanity!We had to postpone the wedding due to the Kuwait/Iraq dispute and being rapidly deployed to Saudi Arabia for Operation Desert Shield in early. "Cum for me, bitch." I said.When she came, I felt the need to cum too. "Mom, I'm gonna cum deep inside your pussy! Let me cum in your womb!" I yelled. I pressed my cock harder into her pussy when I came. "Ahh! Fuck yes!" we both said in unison.When I finished cumming, I took out my cock and threw into her mouth. "Suck it, slut." I said. While she was sucking it clean, I had an idea in my mind. "Mom, I want to eat your fucking pussy." I said."Alright. baby. Let's do it." she replied.I got down. The girl’s face seemed concerned, Joel knew he could hit it harder, he hadn’t out everything into the first swing. He picked the hammer up above his head again, and swung it down with all his might, he heard the bell ring before he saw the lights on at the top, and the girl’s face dropped, she had seen him kill both of the other girls, and feared the same thing would be done to her. The man working the game handed Joel the leash to the girl’s neck, and he led her back to the bench he was at.