That if I walk those tracks long enough, which I do this evening, I know that taking care of my needs with Mom's glasses is one guy's way of symbolica...ly wanting to have a relationship that is frowned upon by society.Along the railroad right of way are some old telegraph poles, some of which still have the western unions pins upon which green glass insulators are screwed onto. The evening breeze catches some of the branches and as they flutter they break up the last bit of sunlight shining. Another guy in fatigues smiled, said, "Good Morning," and getting our attention, said, "Come with me to the dining room, or as we call it, our chow hall. We have a great gym if any of you want a quick workout after breakfast, but I was told you three would be better served getting right to your training."We followed the man to the dining room and lined up to get a good breakfast. They had what most guys love, SOS. Thick gravy with a lot of sausage or hamburger over biscuits or toast, with some. . her language changed... I want all your fuck stick she moaned out... I gave it to her... I could feel her moving with me as I drove my manhood into her... in sync we fucked... hard and deep... she was so wet and so tight around my cock... I pumped her harder and faster... leaning back she was holding onto my arse as I banged her... I could feel my jiuces rising... I so wanted to cum in her... thankfully her orgasm came first! she cum and held me tight inside her unable to move with her hands. Smiling she leaned over her heavy perfume filled my nostrils, her empty tits hanging in her blouse, she looked at me and then spat in my face and laughed. Turning and standing she reached out and cupped my husband's ball sack through his pants, kissed him and walked out.“I’ll be back”, my husband said and followed the bitch out the door.The coffee did 2 things, it woke me up and the alcohol made some of the pain disappear, but the downside was my bowels started to growl and open. Holding on to.