She sets herself down on the chair, knees together, and flashes a smile for the camera.“I’m Emma McKeown, I’m 31 years old, and I’m from Yeado... in Yorkshire ... And I’m here today, to have sex with a dog!” The look on her face at the end of her statement suggests that she can’t really believe she’s here.As she introduces herself, we cut to a close-up of her face and shoulders. We get a good look at her – a pretty face, with bright red lipstick really making her lips pop against pale skin, her. “And by tasted, I really mean gulped down every last drop.”“How was it?” I asked.“A little salty the first time,” Rachel said. “It was better the second, I drank more water. But I’ve always been more interested in someone else’s. It’s gotta be different right?”My foot tapped a little faster, and she looked down at my legs. And I realized from the way I was sitting, she probably had been staring right into my pussy. I crossed my legs, trying to squeeze my urethra shut. “Whenever you’re ready,”. I think at that point the battalion commander, Lieutenant Colonel Buller, simply decided to leave well enough alone. Bravo Battery had become, by any measure, the best battery in the division. We had fewer problems in our drops and landings, set up faster, fired faster, and were more accurate. We had a higher reenlistment rate and fewer problems with the civilian cops. We even had a lower incidence of social disease. This was not to say that the other two batteries were fuckups, far from it. We. Magazines filled with pictures of chicks with huge tits, big asses, Black Chicks, White Chicks, Chinese Chicks, Indian Chicks, everything. One thing I didn't see was any gay mags. Too bad!Anyway, back to the present situation. I thought I would start out the night by letting Glen read some of my sex stories posted on SOL. He is a voracious reader with hundreds of books stacked around his bedroom, but he limits himself only to women's erotic novels. I'm sure he does that so he can keep his wife.