That worried me. I never thought about that.I sat beside him on a large packing crate (sure enough, coated in grit–the seat of my pants would look like I slid in to home plate), and he produced two cans of beer. Gay porn . Unimaginable bliss! My asshole never stretched around anything that thick before, and all my horniness vanished. I figured he was trustworthy; couldn’t see him as a druggie. How in hell am I playing the shy little schoolgirl with him?He pulled open the laces of my boots and pulled them off, then yanked my pants and boxers off completely. Luckily he was washing his face–eyes closed against the soap–so I could get a good look. I felt the jets of sperm pumping into my ass! The faster and harder he lunged into me, the stronger the pleasure, until I heard myself croaking, “Faster, man! No, I’m not! The plan was for me to be a trained, professional hand-to-hand combat specialist brought in by Battalion from Fort Bragg to put the edge on his troopers’ fighting skills.That part would work: I already worked as the MP company’s physical training NCO–I guess because of my physique and the Korean Karate.
