"Marine?" I said."Oh, yeah," he said. "You?" Army. Combat engineers." Chopper pilot." Really?!?" I said. "Gulf War?" Yeah. You?" Uh-huh. Blew one of t...e minefields to cut the army loose into Iraq." Small world, ain't it? I flew into Kuwait." Hah!" We laughed together. Tina was alternating her gaze between the two of us.Jenkins saw her expression. "Sorry, Miss Tina, we're not ignoring you." Oh, don't worry about me, Mister Jenkins. I'm learning stuff every day. About him."The phone rang. Jenkins. He slowly traced it up and down my crack gently pushing on my asshole every time he passed. It was exhilirating. When the time came he told me to relax as much as I could and he was going to try to enter me. I felt him push onto my asshole and it was straining to go in. He stopped for a second and inserted a finger into my asshole and slowly worked his way up to three. It was slightly uncomfortable but it felt really good. He told me to relax again and he was going to try. As he pushed harder. "By this time half of me was engulfed and still it felt like a tight velvet glove had hold of my penis. In fact I was enjoying the feeling; I've never been in so tight a cunt ever. Down, down she went, then she lifted herself up and I felt her body slide off my phallus. I thought she had given up but I was wrong. She slid down a bit then dropped suddenly. Completely engulfing me, that had caused her some discomfort for her face grimaced. The smile appeared then she again raised her small body. Settling behind her desk, she flipped on her CPU. She had been jubilant since her team had demolished the opposition during Saturday’s game and she wondered to whom she could brag. Hearing the woman in the next office put her voice mail on speakerphone, Sue wondered how Gwen’s team had done.Gwen was Sue’s closest rival at the firm. She had gone to UC Berkeley and was a typical California girl. Her sun streaked blonde hair hung past her shoulders and her body was brimming with the vitality of.