The howl was deadened slightly by the palm over her mouth, but it soon fell away. His fingers wrapped tight in her hair while the other hand beat a st...ady rhythm against her ass.The thrusts grew faster as her moans and cries grew sharper. Together they seemed to stretch higher and higher and she could hear him grunting with the effort. A certain pride took over her and she knew she was going to make him cum. She could think of nothing else. The image of him exploding inside her consumed her. Watching your body shake each time, your tits dance in your chest, your mouth closed holding your moans and screams. As I tire of this position, I push you off my lap, and quickly bend you over the seats in front. This fully exposes your pussy and asshole, and I can't resist licking, savouring your abundant juices, then probing your little starfish with the tip of my tongue, forcing you to bite yours to keep silent.Standing up, I slide into you again, and now I can go a lot deeper, touching. "Griff, I was having a great dream then that red hair monster turned it into a nightmare." I know Al," said Griff.Once the doors were opened a woman walked in that look for all the world like the one of the Bears in drag. Damn, thought Al, she is wearing a short skirt. Al sit on the small stool in front of her and trying not to look up at her asked her what she was looking for and, gasp, need he ask, what size."A black pump, and in size six," she replied.Why does ever woman in Chicago think. Instructor was a mandatory qualification for promotion to Staff Sergeant( Colour Sergeant in the Infantry) and it seemed the powers-that- be had confidence that in the fullness of time I would be a suitable candidate for the rank. There was a bit of a drawback (there always is.) My platoon had been drawn out of the hat to do guard duties over the Christmas break; the three days of Christmas Eve, Christmas Day and Boxing Day.( This led to the lads of the platoon singing Christmas comes but once.