After my return from Cyprus, I’d be employed until posted out the following summer.The Chief handed me a copy of my tasking message, and I went to H...adquarters to start the paperwork. What was said to me basically went in one ear and out the other. I drove around Trenton aimlessly for an hour and didn’t even remember parking in the driveway. I sat stone-faced on the living room couch, waiting for Donna to come home from work. My mind was racing with every possible thought about my tour and what. “Very cute.” I said.She grinned, as she slowly peeled them down, revealing her pussy to me.Her bald pussy looks better in person than on camera. I wasn’t at the mercy of a fixed view, and I could move around and see it from different angles. The camera on her computer wasn’t all that good.I got out of my chair and knelt in front of her for a closer look. “Wow,” I said.I reached out my hand and gently ran my fingers along her slit. Becky sucked in her breath and she shuddered. “Is it okay?” I. All my stories are 100% true from my real experiences. So Lucy slipping the tip of her finger into my asshole during the table shower had my mind warped. I'm straight as an arrow but the thought of this masseuse finger fucking my ass made me incredibly horny. I read some forum posts about others experiences and found a place nearby where others had good times with prostate massage and decided to go check it out. I called ahead and asked if Sunny (recommended by the forum) was working. I was. Obliviously legal age. He wore a white polo that looked amazing against his caramel skin that could only be achieved by religious tanning. He had raven hair with curls that fell over his ears. And his eyes...a deep navy blue that I couldn't even begin to describe.I was determined to make him notice me. So I turned up the stereo, and got up on the table. Alli and Ronnie came up and joined me, and the spotlight was on us. We were grinding each other, and suddenly we were all shirtless dancing in.