I played a game of darts with a guy named Jimmy. We had a few laughs. Still, I felt a little bit conspicuous for some reason. Everyone seemed to know ...ach other so well and I felt out of place. It's just that now I feel most uncomfortable about who I am when I'm around a bunch of guys. I shouldn't feel that way but I do. I know that no one can tell, but I was the only "woman" in the bar. It felt as if I was masquerading while everyone else was being themselves.When I got home I started to think. Robbie, that's short for Major Robert C. Donaldson,sensing that his pecker had arrived at my esophagus, pushed harder and I feltthat rock solid piston of man meat painfully descend another inch, scrappingthe delicate tissue lining my gullet. ?Now, that's how a soldier's widow sucks cock,? exclaimed Robbie tothe others. He lifted me up slightly by the back of my neck then violentlyforced my head down to drive his manhood another inch or two inside my neck.His other hand grabbed me by the hair. “Just like a lady”On our 15min ride to our friends I try numerously to testing the different settings in the control and try finding out what rythem has the most effect on her. I very quickly find out as at certain speeds she starts wiggling wildly in her seat and can’t resist slightly giving moans from her. At lower speeds I just realize a big smile showing up all over her face. As we arrive Sybille gets plenty of attention from the guys that compliment her on her outfit and even the girls. ? That's amazing!" Hair is my passion," he snipped his scissors in the air. "Are you herefor some maintenance, or can I help you with something else?" I'm actually here to find out about hair extensions." Of course. Let's see what I can do for you," he motioned for me to sitin front of the mirror.He stands behind me and takes the wig off, placing it carefully on astyrofoam head. He begins running his hand through my natural hair whileI look at the mirror. I feel a little naked without the wig.