Due to a host of reasons, my dick actually getting hard is a rapidly fading memory. I had gotten her some big vibrators and dildos, but she would usua...ly get things over with before we ever got to them, or express her distaste. Besides, if 4 or 5 is the best I can manage, I did not want to use a huge cock on her and then be the Volkswagen in the airplane hangar. One day she was being bitchy, a sure sign that she needed a good fucking. After the k**s were asleep and we went to bed, I woke up to. Our platoon sergeant came crawling up and we told him what had happened to the infantry and that we were going to need more ammo. He nodded and crouched as low as he could and sped off towards the tactical operations center.We had just gotten down to our last belt when suddenly I heard a burst from an M-16 and I felt like a baseball bat had been taken to my back and thighs. I collapsed against the edge of the trench and found myself looking into Jase's eyes. There was blood all over the front. This fairly new Suzuki hatch didn’t deserve a ding. Jonas was on his mobile booking her transport department test as Marietta swung through the narrow apartment block access lane and swung again to park between the pylons in the open under cover car park beneath the block of flats.“Shit” was all she got out as she hit the brakes and swung slightly to the left pranging into the concrete pylon with the crunching sound of breaking glass and the bash and bang of a minor collision as the bumper. The angle wasn’t helping, so I straightened up and lifted the thin white camisole. His cock slipped from my mouth when I lifted myself, and I tried to avoid his eyes. When I came up slightly, his hands found the under curve of my breasts and lifted them. The feeling of his hands lifting my boobs was a double sensation. The first feeling that came over me was the lifting of weight from my chest, something I had noticed, but almost instantly got use to. The second sensation was not something I.