It’s a dirty job but somebody has to do it I was told.I have to admit though that the week at the pool in Boot Camp was a fine revenge on some of my...fellow Marines at the time. Me, and my small group of fellow floaters, got to watch our fellow Marines drown over and over all week. We were heads bobbing around in the middle of the pool watching them drown again and again. Of course we also learned a drowning man will try to latch onto anything floating around him, in this case that meant us.. Now that's how I like my girls, smooth and creamy and easy to spread, just like peanut butter." Grasping a knee with each hand he forced her legs further apart, steadying his wild eyed consort as though it were a minor nuisance. "Now, please allow me to indulge myself." He guided his penis to the creamy folds of skin, easily sinking it past the lips of her vagina and into the hot depths within. "Ooow." He cooed down at her even as she screamed muffled protests up at him through the thick. She was by no means plain. In fact, the lack of makeup gave her a genuine, what-you-see-is-what-you-get appearance. She wore a large diamond on her ring finger."Not really," I said, laying what was left of the ball in the empty seat between us, and holding up the book, Challenging the Cycle, up for her to read the title.My seatmate squinted at the title, and with a questioning look, "Is it about cycling?" It's a discussion of economic cycles. The author claims he can predict cycles. It's an. ” Her hips were swaying faster pressing herself harder into his mouth. Tucker was fucking her with his fingers while he still sucking on her clit. She felt a finger slide into her ass just as he bit her clit. It was more then she could handle. “Tucker!” She screamed as the pressure between her legs exploded leaving her with violent shudders. And still he continued to pump and bite her until she felt another orgasm stronger than the last one. She no longer had strength in her legs and Tucker.