Why I never just came out and told Trina I had feelings for her, I don’t know. I enlisted in the Air Force, knowing I had to be away from her for aw...ile. At the time I wasn’t sure what I was doing. I needed to get my head on straight. We wrote each other fairly often. Being in war torn areas made me think straight and what was really important to me. I didn’t want to die without telling Trina how I really felt about her. When I was in Paris for some R & R I bought her a necklace and ring. I was. Jake was another thing. I was starting to feel and old familiar ache. The need for my pills, and something more, I was horny. With a deep breath I pull of my shirts at bra, watching as Jakes eyes get big. Brad nods to him as he steps forward to feel my tits. His hands are much rougher and less experienced as he mashes my tits like a stress ball. Brad gets behind me and pulls down my shorts and panties so I am standing there naked. Brad slides his hands up my body as he stands up. Suck my. "Just relax. I'm not going to hurt you," Lonji repeated as he slowly shoved his incoporeal cock into Kyla's needy hole. Kyla whimpered in both protest and pleasure, letting her head hang. Lonji's shaft tingled against the inside of her stretched tunnel, filling up her hot flesh and tickling it with microdischarges. The otherwordly sensation made Kyla squirm against him. "How does it feel inside you?" Lonji asked. Kyla ignored him, afraid to reveal just how much her body wanted to give in. He was a hulking figure to say the very least. He was as thick as he was wide. I didn't need to ask to know he was captain of some rugby team somewhere. He had a hairy and muscular body. There was no fat on this man except maybe around the fat dick that proudly swung between his tree trunk looking legs. It was not a sight for sore eyes but rather a sight that made my eyes sore. "God damn you're big" I finally spoke. He just smiled and got down onto his knees in front of me just as I had done.