Just got done playing a backyard football game with the neighborhood military k**s like myself, and like after every game we headed to our houses for ...rinks and snacks. As I sat on my porch a friend of mine came upon me with his Super Soaker (a recreational water gun that was popular in the 90s) manually pressurizing it or pumping it for the air pressure needed for the range and force of the next jet stream of water. Well as he did this he was imitating jacking off... and as I sat and watched. I loved the city and it was great to have school there even if I had no friends or family there. I had a long relationship before moving to Philadelphia, we had to split cause she was cheating on me and I let her all the chance in the world. She dumped me saying she needed someone with a more dominant side. She was a fn bitch and she broke my heart but now I was all over that.This city and school had lot of black people and I was not used to. I was taking my lunch outside watching them dance. ”“I did so!” Erin growled.“Really? Then why are you still pissed?” I asked. “Because she didn’t trust you? Because she still thinks you blame yourself for Taylor’s death? Because you’re scared to lose all of the things you spent your professional life building up?”The last point made Erin flinch a little. Really? She was worried about losing her bars? I could see that. It was the work she had thrown herself into after her son died and her husband left her accusing her of killing the baby. The. As he rammed his horny cock in and out of my hot wet steaming cunt he turned his head and gently kissed each of my feet in turn. Normally foot kissing is just too ticklish for me. I really can’t stand it, but the pleasure his cock was performing in my pussy made any other feeling in the rest of my body almost irrelevant. So I found it very sweet and stimulating. He continued this for so long that you guessed it - I came long and hard again.Next he set up two of my dildoes in the clamps on our.