The next excitement was somewhere west of Des Moines. We'd been driving for hours and Nebraska was getting closer. Turning off the highway we found a...small road, no more than a path between endless cornfields. Stopping at what appeared to be in a quiet area, I suggested we eat some lunch and check Iowa off the list. After packing up our lunch Cindy complained that the back seat was too tight. She took the blanket and threw it onto the hood of the Camaro. "Come on big boy, want to bang a. With that lust,i took that man’s address and gone to see her.He was a farm owner.He owns hectors of rice,wheat lands, has a bmw and rolce royce.So my intention was to get into house and get near to her. SO i put on a false beard and gone for a waiter job at his home.But i got a job of watchman at his house.Soon i became his best guard.But his visitt with women was so secret,that i wasn’t able to notice any good time honeys with him.As days went,he made me his private guard and made me his. Well, maybe some groping, in fact, I’m sure there was some groping, but nothing like intercourse. That’s when Kat confided in me that she was more interested in women, but had the occasional boy-fling when she was drunk enough. She was my “saving” grace.It was about mid-June when Kat came up to me after PT saying we should hang out. Friday night, Marta out of town, “I’m free tonight. What time and where?”We met up off-base around nine that evening. We found our way to one of my favorite. My legs had beenpushed up over my head and a huge cock was in my pussypounding away gloriously. One orgasm followed another.The sensations of that marvelous man meat drowned outall others. “Are you ready for it, you horny bitch?” heasked. “Are you ready for me to knock you up? You wantme to put my by baby in your white tummy and blow youup like a blimp?” Each rhetorical question wasaccompanied by a thrust of his cock that sent me overthe edge again. Everything I’d.