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was pulling me out of the bar. It was still early, and Jenny was on the fast track to getting fucked. I could probably be home in time to watch the news.

Max
    Jenny lived in town just two blocks from the bar and exactly four blocks from the front gate of Fort Sill. How convenient . She could literally sit on her front porch and stalk her prey. She was hot to trot, and I was going to break her like a yearling. I knew better than to think it was anything more than a quick fuck. She didn’t want me, but it was Saturday, and there were no soldier boys to snag with her hungry pussy. Some GI Joe could pick up my sloppy seconds the next day. 
    She lived above the hardware store, and I followed her up the stairs alongside the building to the entry to her apartment. I followed her inside and kicked the door shut behind me. She quickly turned to face me as the door slammed, and a sly grin creeped across her lips. 
    “You ready?” I asked, stalking over to her. 
    “Bring it on.” She waved her hand in a come-hither motion.
    I invaded her personal space, driving her back against the doorframe to her bedroom. She looked up at me with wide eyes still grinning. She was going to get it rough, she just didn’t know it yet. 
    “You wanted to get fucked? You’re not in charge, Jenny. Suck it."
    She dropped to her knees in obedience, and I let her go to town. Jenny had my pants to my knees quicker than a magician’s hat trick. She opened wide and stuck her tongue out licking me from root to tip all the time looking up at me through hooded lids. Hollowing out her cheeks, she sucked hard, taking me to the hilt, and my dick hit the back of her throat. Jenny didn't stop there. My mushroom head plundered her throat. It felt so good against the soft warm flesh of her throat I couldn't resist fisting her hair, forcing her head down over and over, face fucking her. Saliva ran down her face onto the floor as she gurgled and gagged all over my hard cock. I didn't want the bitch to puke on me, so I let her go. 
    Sitting back on her feet she wiped her face with the back of her hand, and her eyes narrowed as her pink puffy lips curled at the corners in a smirk. “Are you gonna stand just there or you gonna fuck me already?”
    “Oh, I am gonna fuck you all right, and when those soldier boys try and hit it, you will be thinking of me,” I assured her. 
    Pulling her to her feet by her hair, I captured her mouth with mine, darting my tongue out, tracing her lips, tasting the remnants of the night’s gloss seeking entrance. I grabbed her ass, bringing her tight against my body. The height difference made my erection press into her belly. I lifted my knee in-between her legs until I had her pinned on my leg against the wall. I traced my hands up the inside of her tank top, lifting it higher until I met the resistance of her bra. Releasing her lips, I kissed my way down to her breasts. I took a peek, and it was just a sports bra, so I fished my hands underneath and brought it over her head with her tank top. Instead of taking it off, I wrapped it around her wrists, binding them together. I held her arms over her head and pulled my belt out of its loops. My jeans fell to the floor, and I fisted my cock at the base stroking from base to tip.
    I looped my belt buckle into the crevice of the door hinge and gave it a yank. I looped the tail end of my belt around the bundle of her t-shirt, binding her wrists, securing her to the door's frame, freeing both of my hands to do what I wanted with Jenny.
    Her chest heaved as she breathed heavy with anticipation in her newfound bound state. She rubbed her legs together, and her heightened arousal was obvious as her nipples were thick erect pebbles and a bright pink flush crossed her chest. I undid her jean shorts and pulled them down her legs as I kneeled in front of her. Her blue lacy panties left little to the imagination and were nothing more than a small triangle and lace band. 
    Kissing each thigh, I