Of much that day

On Monday I went to work very apprehensive, I was dying of fear of the reaction that Danilo would have, as the saying goes, but in this case: "who should be afraid". I arrived at 5:30 in the morning and already went to my room. Six hours the siren sounded and that made me sure that I would have to face reality. I stood in the courtyard waiting for the soldiers to come to profile and listen to the agenda. After half an hour everyone was in front of me in shape. I shouted: Today we're going for a walk outside the barracks and I hope I don't get mad at you! - In a row of two! - I shouted. I looked and saw Danilo staring at me with his macho look, how that boy had changed in such a short time. I walked hurriedly towards the gate. I pulled the line and they all followed me, obeying my command in two-by-two. We walked three kilometers without stopping until we reached the outskirts of the city. I continued along the side of the highway until we reached the trefoil factory. We climbed the pontoon and returned. We arrived around noon. The boys were tired, thirsty and hungry, but before I dismissed them I ordered them to run ten laps around the football field. From their hateful faces I could see that they all wanted me to die right there. Then I quietly walked away and shouted: Two hours, on the dot, in the courtyard! I went to lunch, then I went to my room to rest a little. Just as I was leaving Danilo arrived, came in unannounced and said: You're fucking with me! I was blank and without action: Another one of those and I'll turn you in! I tried to explain that I couldn't facilitate it, but he cut short: Turn around, next time I'll find a way to stay out. I wanted to argue that there was no way: That's your problem, you're at your appointment. He went out with his finger pointed at me. I sat in the chair and tried to control myself. In the afternoon we were going to do some fitness exercises for surprise attacks, but in the face of Danilo's threats I had to change, otherwise I would be screwed. I left my room and everyone was already waiting for me profiled, including Danilo, Lieutenant Milanni with the boys was the one who was going to administer the activity. I approached him, kept my composure and asked for permission to talk to him. He gave permission. I lied that I was unwell and that I would rather stay in my room filling out documents. He agreed. I was going out and I called him saying: Lieutenant, one of the boys came to me and said that he had severe leg cramps, and I'd like him to be excused from today's exercises and sent to the infirmary. He looked at me suspiciously, and then he gave me the go-ahead, and he called Danilo by the number, and he came up to me, and I said in a voice some of you could hear, <unk> The lieutenant agreed and you're relieved of this activity today, go to the infirmary to see these problems of caibras in your legs! He put on a goofy smile and spoke softly, so that only I could hear: You did it, my little sergeant! I walked into my room and he was beside me, and when we were far away, he said, See how easy it was to get rid of me? I didn't say, From now on, I'll only participate in what I'm up to! I didn't say, <unk> Every morning you will tell me what will be the activity of the day and I say what I want to do or not! But how will I ever get rid of you? That's your problem from now on I'll do what I want! I'll see what I can do! Remember, Sergeant, you're in my hands. He just kept moving away. I kept going to my room, I was very nervous, I urgently needed to figure out how to get rid of him. After almost two hours of just thinking, I decided to schedule the next few days with lighter activities so I wouldn't have problems with him. Everything was going very well until on Wednesday morning, he showed up in my room: Look here, you piece of shit with your finger pointed at my face, I don't want to see you in the rec room again, okay? "But why?" I asked. You go there just to see the naked soldiers, you think I don't know, and from now on you don't go there and I don't want your visits in the dormitory! But it's my job! I don't want to see your fucking face in there! It's all right! He stared at me with his face bound for a long time and then he left. I was really fucked, but I had to obey he was with the ball at the time. I no longer went to the changing rooms at bath time and did not visit the dormitories during the night. The rest of the week I was calm. On Friday I was already preparing to leave, when he appeared in front of me as an apparition: In one hour I want you to meet me there at the gas station! I nodded my head and he walked out of my room with that bossy look on his face. I set the time, fifteen minutes before the appointed time, went to get the car. I got to the post and saw that some soldiers were still there. I looked around and didn't see the whore. I was nervous, thinking that I was late, I looked at the clock, and saw that I was on schedule. To disguise myself I decided to buy cigarettes. I was already getting back in the car, when I heard the call, I looked back and saw him with the pumpkin, I waited for him: Sergeant, could you give us a lift to the dark? "Of course", I answered. He came in first, and he sat in the back seat, and he sat next to me, and we were silent for a long time, and then Danilo said, Do you have children, Sergeant? "Yes, it does", I answered. How many? Just one, a boy who does engineering in Piracicaba. That's cool! A long silence, until he spoke again: Does he have problems that we don't? What do you mean? To hitch a ride. No, he has a car. But he always comes here, because Piracicaba is so far away! Oh, my God! And the chatter stopped there, and I was wondering why he had asked me here, but I ended up thinking it was just for the sake of it. You can stop in the clover! I pulled the car over, and the big guy came down, and I waited, and he came back in, and he said, Follow me! I followed without asking where: You know I had a fucking idea? I know, you want to go to the motel! Not at all, much better! What do you want to do? - I was excited since I could try to suck on that roll again. You're going to take me to your house! I couldn't believe what he said. You're gonna take me there and I'm gonna sleep in your house! But that's impossible! You didn't solve my problem in the barracks? But that's different! I'll sleep in your house and I'll eat your ass with your wife around! I was completely overwhelmed, not knowing what to do: You can think about the excuse you're going to give your wife! I drove around trying to figure out a way to do what he said and not arouse my wife's suspicions. I thought and thought and didn't come up with a convincing excuse. We ended up at the door of the house. He came down and waited for me to put the car in the garage. I walked in with him, my wife came to meet me with the usual kiss, saw the boy and was surprised, but didn't say anything. I introduced Danilo, saying that he was a soldier in my company and that he was having financial difficulties and I had just invited him to stay at home that night. My wife smiled and greeted the boy. I offered him a seat and with my wife I went to the kitchen, and I asked her: You all right? "Everything" he answered. I'm saying is it all right for the boy to sleep here today? It's all right with me, you have Alexander's spare room and he can stay, since our son isn't coming home this weekend. I was relieved. I went back to the room and talked to him quietly that everything was arranged. He smiled softly and stared at me. My wife prepared dinner and we sat at the table. He ate like a lion and was very polite and kind to my wife. At the end of the dinner he heard from my wife: You're very polite. I was forced to hear: Because it's with your husband as our instructor that we have to learn good manners, and look he's not easy, he's the toughest sergeant there. He laughed out loud: <unk> But here at home he is a lamb, both with me and with the lamb! He laughed a lot and looking at my face, he added: I'm sure you do! Thank God my wife had the happy idea that I was going to show our son's room. You mean he's a little lamb at home? Look, please be careful what you say, my wife is around. <unk> Don't worry, I'll ease yours! - changing the subject <unk> I liked the room! You know I'd like to live here! Big TV, DVD, computer with internet, private bathroom, big and soft bed I liked, a beauty! "Don't make it up!" I said frightened. We'll do this, we'll go downstairs, I'll say good night to your wife, I'll tell her I'm tired. I'll go upstairs, lie down naked and wait for you. You're crazy, this is my house! Watch your mouth, I'll stay here naked, and you'll find a way to turn around, and I'll eat you in your son's bed. But how am I going to get rid of my wife and if she finds out? Think of the peacock that will be here waiting for you, tough guy, that you'll arrange a very quick way to come here. Please. - I spoke humbly, almost begging. <unk> There's no way no, man! Tô in order to get in your ass, today and here in this bed. But you don't need to hurry. I'll take a long time to sleep, I want to stay on the Internet in the whorehouse, especially since your son has a webcam, I'll show you what you'll win later for many mines, and be sure they'll be very envious of you. When I still tried to convince him, but there was no way, I had to face this challenge. In fact, I was enjoying the idea very much, besides the fact that the kid should be overwhelmed by the fact that I should be experiencing that huge pussy for the first time, there was the fact that my adrenaline was going to have to be overwhelmed by my ex-wife, climbing with the boy in the room next to my wife and on my son's bed. She was just talking to me on the side of my bedroom door, it was a lot of whoring, and that made me start to adore the bastards that he proposed to me. We broke up and he had done exactly what he told me. I went up to the room, I was reading the newspaper in the room, I mean, I was trying to concentrate on the news, but I could not. I warned my wife and I went up to some room, I took a good bath, to see if my adrenaline was low enough, but in the end. I called the TV and I tried to see who would be in the room with an MS. I was going to have an adrenaline-free baby, my wife was in the bathroom, I took a digital bath, and I went to sleep with my wife. She was talking to the side of my bedroom, and she was just crawling my head, and that made me to love the bastards. She was sleeping the bastards, and I was tired of it, and I didn't want to wake up the night, but I had to watch the clock in the bedroom, I was tired of the room, and I wanted to be careful, and I was tired of the room, and I had a lot of it, but I was tired of it, and I was not going to make it, I was tired of it. - It took so long, she couldn't stand it and fell asleep! He laughed because it was the first time he'd ever made a joke, and he motioned for me to go to bed, which I did, and he took the roll and said, - Suck it up, get it up! I took that cock that was already beginning to give the air of grace and put it in my mouth. I felt that it grew more and more until it filled my mouth completely. I think I was completely at ease, I mean my concerns were other, fear of being caught, that without realizing I swallowed that cock until it reached my throat. He put his hand on my head and forced against his roll, said softly: - Swallow it! I was swallowing, and when I realized it had gone so far down my throat, and to my utter amazement, I had no appetite, I heard what I thought was a compliment: That's the way I like it. I began to suckle, suckle, swallow everything and then let go of my mouth. I sucked good and still used my tongue to massage the beautiful head. For the first time I heard him groan softly, it motivated me even more and I began to perform a kiss that for me was exquisite, swallowed quickly and then let go slowly. Danilo writhed in bed. I took his balls and he said: - Suck it and swallow it! I grabbed his dick and gave him a hand job while he sucked, licked, swallowed, and gnawed at that hairy bag. I felt him take his dick out of my hand and peel off a beautiful piece of jewelry, I let go, I worried about the bag. I didn't expect him to get up, he got down on all fours and grabbed the fat lady and said: - Suck my ass! I was four feet behind him, and I put my tongue in that loose bundle, and I stuck my tongue in, and I heard an ahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah of his hard-on, and I got loose, and I tried to stick my tongue up his ass, but the kid had a tight-ass, and I sucked, and I licked, and I licked that ring, and I slowly bit that hairy bundle, and when he got tired of this whoring, I said, - Now make it four for me, and I'll kick your ass! I tried to get up and he held me, saying roughly: - Where do you think you're going? - I'm going to my son's bathroom to see what's in there that can be used as a lubricant. Stop being a bitch and do what I say! I was on all fours, I got a fright when he put his mouth on my ass: - What are you afraid of? - I'm sorry. I just got scared. I didn't know you were gonna suck my dick. Then I'm gonna give your ass a treat to make it easier for the gun to get in. I was calm. When his tongue stuck to my ass, I felt the most delicious sensation in my life. The son of a bitch knew how to suck an ass. At the same time he licked, licked and bit, I was delirious with a hard-on. But this joke didn't last long, when the thing was good he stopped. I looked back and saw him spit a bitch on the head of the roll and then with his hand spread that melon all over the huge stick. He held me tight on the side of my belly and said: - Hold on, I'm going to roll! I felt when he stuck the pike in the entrance of my ass, forced and nothing. Forced again and nothing. He took and gave another spit this time in the palm of his hand and spread it through the pike. Fitted again forced it, did not enter. I felt that he held me more strongly and forced very strongly. The head of the jeba entered tearing. I screamed in pain and tried with my hands to remove his hands: Don't put your hand on me, you can take the pain, but if you do, I'll put it in you. He pushed again and I felt her come in tearing my flesh. I felt like fighting and letting go, but he held me tighter and tighter. I noticed that the more I struggled, the more violently he pushed the roller into my ass. I decided not to fight and let him beat me peacefully. I stayed with my face on the pillow I went to drown my cries of pain, but I stopped struggling. He very calmly inserted piece by piece little pig. It seemed to me that it took hours. Finally after a lot of pain and suffering I felt his hair leaning on my ass: - It went all the way in! The pain continued, it was a great suffering, but he wanted more: - Here's the thing, I'm gonna take it off and I want you to be roast chicken for me, you're too big and my dick is coming in and hurting me! He pulled it out, but he pulled it out all at once, and I felt an even greater pain. My roll has done a lot of damage, your ass looks like a tunnel! He spat again, but this time it hit me in the ass, and he squeezed the roller, and he forced it all the way into the bag, and I had to put my hand in my mouth to stop a scream of pain. I'm going in, whether you like it or not! And to my torture it began to pump the principle slowly and was accelerating. He fucked me so fast and deep that my whole body was shaking to the rhythm of his strokes. I felt that the pain passed and a new sensation took its place, at first strange, but soon it became such a good erection that my cock almost burst so hard. Even though I unintentionally went to help with my ass, he realized: It rolls in my dick! I lost my shame and rolled on that stick, he groaned deliciously and I even more: - You like my part, huh? - I'm loving it! - I said. I knew you'd like it, now you're gonna sit on my dick! And then he pulled out again without warning, but by this time in the championship it didn't hurt anymore, and he lay down and I got on top of him and I was sitting on that dick, and I walked very carefully and very slowly until I felt his balls hitting my ass, and I stopped. - Now gallop on my stick! I started doing up-and-down movements, slowly, and then I accelerated, and I got to a speed where I felt like I was a pawn on top of a wild bull, and I was hissing and going down and rolling on that stick, and he was moaning sweetly, and I felt like his dick was getting bigger, and I heard, - Shit, I'm going to laugh! As soon as he spoke, I could feel his fucking ass coming out and filling my ass! Go eat my fucking dick with your ass! I accelerated again. He wouldn't let me stop. I realized I had no fucking way out, but he kept moving his body to keep me going. My sweat was running all over my body, I was very tired. Finally he asked me to stop and get off of him. I took that gun out of my ass and I fell down: - I want to see your ass! I stayed and heard him laughing and saying: - You're such a pain in the ass. He lay down next to me and I asked if I wanted to use the bathroom, he left. I went to the toilet to shit his fuck. It came out a lot of fuck inside my ass, then I went under the shower and washed my ass very carefully. When I put my hand on my ass, I felt that it was open, I thought I would never recover. I went back to the room and I heard him say: - Now go to your bed with your little wife and let me sleep. I went back to my room and I carefully went to bed. My wife was asleep. I ended up asleep. The next day I woke up at 8:00, and I felt my ass hurt. I put on a bermuda and a T-shirt and came down. When I got to the kitchen my wife was finishing her coffee: He said he had an early appointment, didn't want to wait for coffee, thanked me and asked me to tell you. I was relieved, but at the same time sad, because he could have waited for me, and I sat down to get coffee and felt that bitch stuck in my ass, and I made a face of pain, and my wife saw it, and she asked me what I had. - I don't know, I think I hurt my back. I spent the whole weekend sad and reminiscing about how he fucked me.