And unlike some gym rats, my legs were equally powerful and chiseled. Even my face looked different. A lot leaner, and just a little bit younger. My h...ir was mostly brown, but there was enough silver, especially at the temples, to make women say I looked distinguished. That jaw was much broader than I thought I was used to seeing. After admiring myself a bit too long, I went back into the room to join Holly. She sat on the bed, eying me from head to toe without batting an eyelash at my chosen. The pretty black haired girl was one of the people still there. I had been watching her more and more ever since I'd first noticed her. Her hair looked as dark as Bea's, and I wondered if she had as much hair between her legs as Bea did. Her breasts were smaller than Bea's, but they weren't small. She was wearing a blue one piece swim suit, and she had taken off the strings that tied the top on her neck and tucked them inside her suit. She was laying down on her back on a towel on the pool. That’s because it took four months to finish it. Instead, we rented a furnished apartment near BAMC that my legs made possible. It was part of a block of property developed for families of soldiers receiving long-term care at BAMC. Jerry Springfield, the owner of the property, had a son who had gotten burns over 60% of his body in a mortar attack in Afghanistan, and had been treated at BAMC. It had taken over a year and more than thirty surgeries to get things manageable. Jerry was in the real. As she massaged my vagina deeper I orgasmed. Smiling. ‘ turn’ she said. Opening to her mouth. We had oral sex over and over. Her massage.. hot. Between my legs made my vagina glow. Rubbing slowly..sliding herself higher higher twisting up my vagina. Hot kisses. Licks touch,of flame between my thigh..as her mouth fell to my vagina and she began suckling..long and hard. Suckling my vagina hard.pulling me into her massaging my inner thigh in hot steam storm.’ Silence’ as the caress grew.