I had things the way I wanted them as far as she was concerned, but too many fucks had taken their toll on me and I was getting raw. One more nut...It...took a LOOONG time -- maybe as much as twenty minutes -- beforeIrene’s pussy clamped down for the fourth or fifth time and Kate howled,“Please, GOD! LET ME CUM!!!” and I got that tickle that said it was time.“Awright!” I panted, “Let her finish! I’m gonna ... AAAAAAAGGGGHHH!!!” a half-hour or forty minutes’ worth of priming the pump made my last. The hotel dining room looked to be the easiest and closest but I decided I wanted something different from meat and potatoes. I walked down toward the old town before I found a nice looking Mexican restaurant that didn't look like a chain. I stopped right there and walked in."Negra Modelo, please," I requested from the waiter.I remembered it was one of my favorite dark beers, along with Anchor's Brekle's Brown. I looked over the menu quickly, made an easy decision and sat back, expecting to. It was quite a change to see all of his troops fitted out in fresh uniforms and clean as a whistle. Of course, after a week back in the field that would all be a memory and not a reality.He had Corporal Sandy, who was looking decidedly appealing with clean skin and a fresh pair of trousers, bring in Martha, the last captive he had taken charge of at the final battle in the North.Martha looked more like a school teacher than a soldier in newly pressed clothes with her hair up in a bun with her. "Are you a virgin, baby girl?" "Y-Yes…" So I'm the first one to see you like this?" The first one… Ever…"I breathed in deeply."Do you touch yourself?" I asked, and it was her turn to inhale noisily, trying to cope with her shame."I did it a couple of times… It doesn't feel right…" Embarrassment oozed from her words."Why?" I…" Her voice trembled, and she looked away."Come on… Tell me." I don't like myself very much… I-It just doesn't work." Oh… Baby girl…" I said in a soothing tone. "I like you….