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My Military Days

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Dorothy Brown

Dorothy Brown

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This Is Me In My Military Days .
I Was given the nickname the groundsheet on the camp i was in, and i could never understand why. they asked me to leave in the end because the officers and men were falling asleep on the morning parade. i did`nt want to leave so they organized a court martial and sentenced me to be shot at dawn , but i slept with all the firing squad the night before my execution, and next morning when they were called to do their duty they could`nt wake them up the poor guys were exhausted. So i was bundled into a jeep and dumped beside the road miles from anywhere and
the guards on the front gate were instructed to shoot me on sight if i returned. I Just drifted around for a while and ended up in downtown Detroit and you all know how well i got on in that city, and still do
Dottie
 

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Dorothy Brown said:
This Is Me In My Military Days .
I Was given the nickname the groundsheet on the camp i was in, and i could never understand why. they asked me to leave in the end because the officers and men were falling asleep on the morning parade. i did`nt want to leave so they organized a court martial and sentenced me to be shot at dawn , but i slept with all the firing squad the night before my execution, and next morning when they were called to do their duty they could`nt wake them up the poor guys were exhausted. So i was bundled into a jeep and dumped beside the road miles from anywhere and
the guards on the front gate were instructed to shoot me on sight if i returned. I Just drifted around for a while and ended up in downtown Detroit and you all know how well i got on in that city, and still do
Dottie
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I think they should have called you "collateral damage" :rolleyes::p:D
 
Dorothy Brown said:
This Is Me In My Military Days .
I Was given the nickname the groundsheet on the camp i was in, and i could never understand why. they asked me to leave in the end because the officers and men were falling asleep on the morning parade. i did`nt want to leave so they organized a court martial and sentenced me to be shot at dawn , but i slept with all the firing squad the night before my execution, and next morning when they were called to do their duty they could`nt wake them up the poor guys were exhausted. So i was bundled into a jeep and dumped beside the road miles from anywhere and
the guards on the front gate were instructed to shoot me on sight if i returned. I Just drifted around for a while and ended up in downtown Detroit and you all know how well i got on in that city, and still do
Dottie
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God, this site makes me laff my ass off sometimes. Thank you Dottie *wipes tears of laughter*
 
thehangingtree said:
Paint ball is a good idea... If you have ever been hit at close range, you will be bruised!!!
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I Have been hit by paintball Mr Tree
with a few friends when i was a lot
younger we went to a paintball club
and once we got into the scrub land
i asked one of the boys to tie me to a
post and execute me. i was only wearing
a tiny bikini under all the stuff we were
given to wear , he tied me to a sapling
and shot me . good job it was my body
and not my face. i went down like a log
and honestly thought i was dead, the poor
lad was terrified and when the boss arrived
i was still in agony, no sympathy at all,he
called me a stupid silly bitch and banned me
from ever going there again.i was in pain
from the bruising for three days, never tried
it since,it taught me a sharp lesson
 
Dorothy Brown said:
I Have been hit by paintball Mr Tree
with a few friends when i was a lot
younger we went to a paintball club
and once we got into the scrub land
i asked one of the boys to tie me to a
post and execute me. i was only wearing
a tiny bikini under all the stuff we were
given to wear , he tied me to a sapling
and shot me . good job it was my body
and not my face. i went down like a log
and honestly thought i was dead, the poor
lad was terrified and when the boss arrived
i was still in agony, no sympathy at all,he
called me a stupid silly bitch and banned me
from ever going there again.i was in pain
from the bruising for three days, never tried
it since,it taught me a sharp lesson
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It wasn't me, I could only have hit you if I was aiming at something else...
 
I Have this fantasy where i am naked with a naked man,
and we are tied with our hands behind our backs. once my
body starts to work on his cock and it starts to say hello pussy,
his cock is then inserted into my vagina and our hands untied
and wrapped around each others bodies , our hands squeezing
each others bum cheeks, then was are tied tightly together with
a large weight attached to our ankles. i can feel him starting to
fuck me and my body starts to respond when suddenly the floor
beneath us opens and we start to fall both screaming in terror.
down, down, down, until splash we fall into icy cold water and
sink down. now our struggles are frantic, we know we are drowning
and must be at the bottom of a deep well. our hips gyrate wildly
as we fuck like crazy now knowing it will be the last time and
the last thing i feel is hot sperm pumping into my body as we both
drown. can you imagine it girls impaled on a hard cock for eternity.
what a way to go , dream on Dorothy
 
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