She simply stared seriously at me and said, “Lick it off.”I was dumbstruck. It seemed an unusual request and to be quite honest I’d always found...the idea of tasting your own cum rather disgusting.“Listen Dan. I’m willing to keep this little episode that just happened a secret. But you need to help clean up the evidence properly. So get your tongue out and lick it off me.”She was giving me no choice. I tentatively approached and grabbed hold of her hand. I started from the tips of her fingers. He shifted his aim away from the ones closest to him. The rifle barked again and again, then stopped. Eight more of them went down. The soldier ran back across the street, ducked into the gap between the vehicles and used the front wheel of the big rig to climb up on its hood. He swapped magazines and fired deliberately until they were all down except the ones under the car.He stepped across, one foot on the door of the patrol car, grabbed her wrist and lifted her out. He looked at her, eyes. I was on the ground, horny, almost naked, wet pussy waiting to see what he will do. He asked me to get up a little and started fucking my mouth all the way to the throat relentlessly and without any pity. He was using my mouth like a pussy and I was loving it.He suddenly stopped and took his dick out, pushed me to the ground with my back on the ground, grabbed my legs and pushed them all the way to my shoulders. OH god, I felt so horny with my pussy on display for him. Suddenly, pushed his. I thought about asking if she fancied going out for a drink sometime. But something seemed to fill me with dread whenever I was about to phone her. But it made me feel so silly not phoning her. So eventually I plucked up the courage and asked her if she fancied meeting up some time for a drink or meal.The first time we went out for a drink I dressed really casually - I didn't want to overdo it. But she wore a really lovely summer dress. I felt really bad so next time we went out I wore a.