I was cheek to cheek with Betty as she deep throated Steve and I continued to pleasure her cunt with my manhood. Betty had taken away my will to fight and I was going to do anything she asked. Steve and Betty seemed very interested in my upbringing and how worldly I was or wasn’t. I slowly lowered my head and reached out with my tongue to taste her nipples. I looked over at Steve and he said go ahead, you are in my private home, and no one will know. Back then the drinking age was 21 which I thought was ironic. Boot camp was psychologically tough. Betty was a beauty with long red hair, a smaller frame that I would call petite. I watched as Betty removed her bra and blouse then unsnapped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. By now my whitey tighty’s were soaked with pre-cum but I didn’t care. My pulsating erection became even harder as I quivered and shook and exploded in a volley of man seed like
