"Pervert?" I replied softly so as to not wake Jim or Arielle. "My cum is still fresh in your pussy, and you are calling me a pervert!" She walked towa...ds me in a quick, brisk manner, came around the side of the couch and slapped me with the palm of her hand. "You fucking asshole! You made me do that. I didn't want to, and I never want to hear it mentioned again. Do we understand each other?"I didn't reply to her question. I just sat there and stared back at her. She had leaned over a little,. He did not run. Instead, she could see his hand moving to the wet spot in the front of his pants, as he began rubbing the head of his tiny pecker through the fabric.Rachael pushed herself down deftly on the best man and put on a frown. "James, what are you doing here?"James' heart started beating faster and harder. He blushed - he always felt so bad when she was mad at him for something. "I... I was looking for you..." Rachael leaned back a little, and James could see Alan's fat shaft bending. Then before I knew it she came, as her kisses became very passionate. I could feel her reaching for my jeans, her hand brushing against my raging cock, she undid the belt, then the buttons and started tugging them down. All the while I could hear the camera clicking away, but I was lost in ecstasy. Then I felt her move and get onto her knees in front of me. I looked down and could see her black hair as she reached for my boxers. Releasing my cock, it sprang at her face. She took my cock in her. In those days we trained and lived completely separate from the males. I did okay and went on to Indiana where I was trained as a Personnel Specialist. Following that I came back to the now rapidly expanding post where my sister was assigned. There I was assigned to the Records Section at Post Headquarters.I had busy days, followed by usually NOT busy nights. I dated occasionally, but I spent most weekends at home with my parents and son. I was saving my money, living in the WAC barracks in a.