I felt my blood go hot. My pussy responded by getting wet immediately. "We can't do this again." He reached a hand out and stroked my upper arm. "Madd..., be nice to me. You know I can make you feel good. Why don't you let me? Nobody has to know." My body immediately reacted, wanting him. My nipples were hard, my mouth dry. I felt a bead of sweat make it's way down my cleavage. "No I can't, Dave, I can't" I said. Foolishly, I thought using his first name would convince him to stop. Maybe I was. With the other hand he took my left arm and pulled me upward and said “I need to be inside you now”. I was pretty sure I understood what he meant, then as I climbed up on the chair and straddled his belly, I felt him reach around and add the remaining lube to the crack of my ass. My heart pounded as his soft finger ran smoothly over my tight hole. My cock was now hard as a rock again, throbbing upward each time his finger crossed over my puckered ass. After a few passes, I felt his finger stop. He reached down with one hand and stroked up my pussy slit, and without thinking I thrust my pelvis forward so his finger bumped my stiff clit. "Aaahhhhh," I moaned as the tingle in my groin intensified with the contact. "Naughty, naughty," he chided, and snapped another weight onto each clamp. He alternated sliding his finger up my slit and over my clit with adding more weights to the clamps, and I alternately moaned and groaned as he did so. By the time he got all the weights attached I was. Jones replied,“You’re smashing my cock and you say no funny business, now that’s funny!”Vegas started up the car and turned down the main street of the Army post. The gate guard probably thought we were crazy as we drove off the post and into Killeen. After a series of stop lights, the city turned to farmland.“Where are we going?” I asked.“Belton,” Vegas replied.I had no idea where Belton was or what was in Belton. Jones rolled down the window. I pulled off my cap and pinned my shoulder length.
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