It's a Quagmire! ( Ashdurn & A Kinky Military Male )

[ashdurn]

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Ash was a special girl. Thin, Blonde, On the Volleyball team. She was hot as fuck, especially to any one that was more into firm, shapely asses , instead of big and busty chests. She also, just had her sweet 16 . Of course the girl had been horny for years, but keeping the promise to stay a virgin till she was sixteen had gotten her a brand new Miata, and the promise of more money for college. But now the girl was just hungry for a bone, and truly wanted to have

But who too choose. Well that was an easy choice really. Down the street ran a man that well.. Everyone started to call Quagmire. That wasn't his real name of course.. but he was a giant perv. A retired Military pilot, who had twenty years in. A legendary womanizer, and kinkster. Of course.. he was her uncle. It was the mourning after her sixteenth birthday, going for her morning jog. Blax spandex mini shorts, and sports bra, with pink nikies. She went for a bit of a run, getting a nice sweat, going by his house a few times, before he was pretty sure he was up... weather the skank he fucked the night before was up or out yet, she didn't know, when she went up and knocked at his door.

 

[AKinkyMilitaryMale]

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Ash was a special girl. Thin, Blonde, On the Volleyball team. She was hot as fuck, especially to any one that was more into firm, shapely asses , instead of big and busty chests. She also, just had her sweet 16 . Of course the girl had been horny for years, but keeping the promise to stay a virgin till she was sixteen had gotten her a brand new Miata, and the promise of more money for college. But now the girl was just hungry for a bone, and truly wanted to have

But who too choose. Well that was an easy choice really. Down the street ran a man that well.. Everyone started to call Quagmire. That wasn't his real name of course.. but he was a giant perv. A retired Military pilot, who had twenty years in. A legendary womanizer, and kinkster. Of course.. he was her uncle. It was the mourning after her sixteenth birthday, going for her morning jog. Blax spandex mini shorts, and sports bra, with pink nikies. She went for a bit of a run, getting a nice sweat, going by his house a few times, before he was pretty sure he was up... weather the skank he fucked the night before was up or out yet, she didn't know, when she went up and knocked at his door.

Bryan stood at 6 foot 4, with short brown hair and hazel eyes. He had a large chiseled physique that was sculpted from the years he spent in the military, and he continued to maintain the body, just a few wars after being out. He was at 41 years old, enlisting straight out of high school, spent his 20 years in then getting out. While he was in, he travels a great deal, making sure he also fucked a great deal as well. Traveling all over and fucked a girl in every country he was able to go to. He was a horndog and he had yet to find him a regular girl for him, since h had been out. Just an occasional hook up hear and there.

He had spent the night out drinking, and was unable to find him a girl that night to bring home. He had a slight head ache from being out, but he always went with drinking the next morning usually helped his hangover. He was just starting to stir out bed when he heard a knock on the door. "I'm coming!" He yelled out stumbling to the door, eyes barley open, and in only his boxers. "I told y'all already, I don't want any damn Girl Scout cookies!" As he opened the door, then seeing his little niece standing there, "oh it's you. Come in then." As he turned his back to her and walked off towards the kitchen.

 

[ashdurn]

(Sorry for the delay, started a new job , and had writers block for a few days)

"Why don't you want any girl scout cookies... Some of those older scout girls are pretty cute.. I didn't stop selling until last year.. and some of my best customers were dirty old men like you unca" She said with a little bit of a giggle. Walking into the room. Kissing his cheek as she walked past him. She bit her lip a little bit looking him over a little bit. She wasn't smelling sex on him. Unusual. Had he struck out last night. That almost seemed bizarre. Ash skipped ahead into the kitchen, looking around. She started cleaning a bit, as well as seeing what he was planning on making for brekfast, and tired to help cook, as well as making more of it. Grinning a little bit at him, making sure to get him coffee quickly.