After school we were both working at the same place and used to hang out together on weekends, dating girls and sometimes even sharing the same girl, ...lthough not at the same time. He would sleep with her and I would have sloppy seconds or vice-versa.As I said we were in the army together, in the same battalion, slept together in the same bungalow even in the same tent, still hung out together on weekend pass, dated the same girls, shared them on some evenings but never together in a bed.Then. That made me scream out. You rubbed oil into my ass cheeks, back, tits neck , all whilst you fucked my arse.You grabbed my hair and pulled my head right back as you carried on pushing your cock into my ass. I could take it no more, so you pulled it out and went straight into my pussy, forcibly as if annoyed you were no longer in my ass. . You carried on slamming me with hard jolts whilst using my hair as an harness. You let go of my hair and grabbed each side of my face pushing it forwards,. Aliska waited for several seconds, her eyes continuing to scan the courtyard until she felt the rope go stiffen in her palm. That was her signal and so she began a quick ascent up the side of the inn, swinging one leg and then the other over the sun-baked tiles that created the inn’s attractive roof until she stood atop the inn, her statuesque form outlined briefly by the moonlight before she dropped to a crouch and began moving swiftly over the tiles, heading toward the building nearest the. It seemed that no matter how gently I tried to show him how there was more to making love than pounding my pussy with “Little Joe,” it always ended in a fight or a break up.We were off-and-on all through school, and Joe seemed to take a special delight in parading his latest conquest in front of me, especially if I was between boyfriends at the time.Midway through our senior year we were going through one of our “on” periods, and as graduation approached, Joe put on a full-court press.