Sure they're fake, but they're still nice tits. Mom hates it when I call them that. "A good girl says breasts," she'salways saying. Tits is dirty, a...d I love being dirty! Tits, tits, tits!My lips smile just thinking about it.Ayla grabs my hand and guides me towards the cheering crowd. "Stay tenfeet back from the gate," she tells me, "If anyone tries to climb thefence run back to me immediately." Of course this is nothing we haven'tbeen through a million times before. We arrive at the. She groaned as he went to push a button and it buzzed to life. “Ungh” she bucked back and forth. She was so close to cumming. It stopped right as she was about to cum. “see now you’re going to beg me to fuck your pretty little cunt with my big fat dick, or else this thing will keep going and stopping, never letting you cum, but keeping you on the brink.” She groaned as he started it again. “So what do you say?” “Ungh! Please, please fuck me?” she questioned. “You can do better” “Ohhh. Fuck!.”. He dropped me at the main entrance, I thanked him for the lift and he wished me good luck before driving off. I stood and looked up at the building. It was late and the flag outside was slowly wafting in the night breeze. I lowered my head and looked at the entrance. Only a civilian volunteer visible at the information desk. I reached down, grabbed my seabag and moved inside. I hadn't even changed into my dress uniform and had on a set of BDU's so the volunteer assumed I was Army. He told me. "Love what?" i asked loudly."I LOVE YOUR UNPROTECTED COCK, FUCKING MY MARRIED PUSSY!" she then cried out loudly enough the neighbours probably heard.Then i pushed her legs back further, so her knees were almost touching her big round chest, before i began really pounding into her, and she began to cry over and over as i did."Oh god! Your hammering my pussy! Your hammering my pussy!" she cried out."Yeah! I am!" i replied as my balls began to slap against her arse."Do you like it?" i then.