Inside the waiting box where the cursor flashed, Melanie typed thenames "Kerri and Cherri Whitfield" and hit the enter key."Accepted." flashed the tex... briefly. "Kerri / Cherri Whitfield"appeared in title bar replacing "End Image." Please stop this." whined Larissa again. "Something's not right.I can feel it." Oh, Chill out, Larissa." said Kevin as he slid his arm around her."It's just a game." He looked at Chuck and smiled. "Wouldn't youagree, _Cherri_?" I certainly would, _Kerri_.". Jon never spoke of his experiences there, even after J.J. showed signs of making the Army a career. He did know that his dad had gotten out as a Sergeant, so he felt some measure of success that he’d gotten to a point where he outranked his Marine predecessor.In early 2001 J.J. had been assigned to the 3rd Squadron of the 7th Cavalry Regiment, serving as a platoon sergeant for an engineer platoon. At thirty-two he was one of the youngest E-7’s that the battalion and even brigade had, but. Literally minutes later there was a knock at the door and Jay admitted the bar buddies. There were 6 of them, 4 were in their mid-20’s, 1 in his mid-30’s and the last 40-something. All were blue collar types with bodies hard from manual labor. They had brought their favorite beverage from the bar. Jay quickly collected bills from each as Debbie checked out each man visually.Jay went over to the stereo and put a loud dance number on. To Debbie he said “why don’t you do a little dance to. I sense you are ready and I thrust in without hesitation, fully and feel your throat open as my thrust does not meet resistance. Your tongue is rolling, teasing me and driving me insane. I continue thrusting, fucking your willing mouth, your lips stretched over my cock. If I continue I will climax and flood your throat with my jism, your face is such a delicious fuck. I can take no more of your delicious mouth without release and so reluctantly pull myself from you. You reluctantly release me.