"Girls use it pretty commonly these days," she informed me with a shy titter. "I mean, I try not to say it too often, but girls generally don't say 'h... put his pee-pee in my vagina'. 'Pee-pee' is way too schoolyard, while 'vagina' is far too clinical, although I'm pretty sure 'vagina' is from the Latin for sheath, which I think is a fairly apt description," Beth informed me, then asked, "From the first day you met me, huh? Color me flattered. So why didn't you say anything? And where did you. " Hi, Daddy. I thought you were coming over later." Yeah, well. I had to take the car in for service. I figured I could come over early instead of taking a cab home and another one over here later."I was all set to say something about being rude or not showing any manners when I saw the warning look on Jack's face."That's fine, Daddy. I'll just be a few minutes in here. Why don't you wait in the living room with Jack."I looked at Jack to make sure it was all right and he nodded.Daddy looked. "Norman watched the fat knobby cock head move down. "Hey!" saidNorman. "She's not wearing her panties." Indeed, her bikinibottoms were laying in the sand beside her blouse."No shit, dumbass. Get some close-ups."Norman zoomed in on the black man's cock and subsequentlyAmeena's pussy. Norman's wife's pussy was so aroused and engorgedit looked like it was throbbing. It was also soaked with herarousal and dripping lubrication. "Don't put it in her," saidNorman watching Xavier's cock head rub along. I joined the Army in 1962. It might not have been the best of all possible decisions but, at the time, it seemed like the right thing to do. I took basic at Fort Dix, NJ. Then I went on to take advanced individual training (AIT) at Ft. Monmouth, NJ. Since I enlisted (rather than waiting to be drafted) I had a choice of schooling and I wound up in communications.I was about 250 miles from home and, after Basic, I managed to hitchhike home just about every other weekend. Sure, I wasn't supposed.