Parading round the room waving it about Ziva asked, "Do you like my mighty weapon?" before giggling and admiring herself in the mirror as the nine inch dildo jutted out and wobbled like a real cock. Ziva noticed in the reflection, and spun round, to see Julie had moved to all fours and positioned herself at the edge of the bed, her ass high interracial in the air. Reaching between her legs Julie brazenly parted her puffy wet pussy lips with both hands and said in a husky voice, "Time for bayonet practise sergeant, do your worse." Ziva needed no second invitation and standing behind Julie found she was at the perfect height for the dildo and Julie's pussy to line up. Julie's fingers of one hand left her pussy and searched blindly for the dildo, and finding it, she guided it to her soaking pussy moaning with pleasure as Ziva inserted it in one continual measured movement. Once fully home Ziva leant forward and kissed Julie on the back of her neck and whispered one word, "Mine." Then standing upright on the soles of her feet she started to fuck Julie, slowly at first then increasing in speed. As Ziva fucked Julie would orgasm but Ziva was relentless blowjob driving her on and on sending waves of pleasure through her. As Julie shouted in climax Ziva would slow making little movements then long slow strokes before building to a rapid pace again. Then pulling right out for a moment Ziva stood up on her tiptoes so the dildo was pressed against Julie's anal star. Pushing slowly but non-stop Ziva buried the dildo into Julie ass loving the black way Julie continued to orgasm. Finally the two women fell asleep, waking in the morning as the first rays of early sunlight entered the room. Ziva glanced at her watch then gently shook Julie awake, "We only have three hours before we need to be in class" she said. Julie raised an eyebrow quizzically as the camp was 30 minutes away at the most, Ziva went on, "Well if we are quick we should have enough time," when Julie asked for what Ziva replied, "For me to make you cum a million more times," and pushed Julie's thighs apart and buried her head into her pussy. Over the next two weeks the women established amateur a pattern of working out during the day, grabbing a quick bite to eat, before fucking until the early hours of the morning. One night as the moon was shining through the open window and the sweat was drying on Hardcore their bodies from another frenzied bout of lovemaking, Julie was resting her head on Ziva's shoulder idly playing with Ziva's pussy hair, when Ziva spoke softly. "Love is an overused word, and they say that true love is not something here and now, but if you are remembered kindly, as it is through those memories that you remain alive and therefore loved." The two women paused thinking on the words before kissing gently and then drifting off to sleep in each other's arms. At the end of the two weeks Julie was standing on the tarmac waiting to board the military plane to Cyprus when a jeep pulled to a halt. Ziva stepped out in full dress uniform, her eyes clad in wrap around shades, her medal ribbons and paratrooper's wings gleaming on her neatly pressed uniform. The troop, Julie included snapped to attention as Ziva complimented them on their dedication and effort and how well they had done. She then walked down the line shaking each man by the hand, when she got to Julie she shook her hand as they had said there private goodbyes a few hours earlier in Julie's hotel bed. As they shook hands Julie felt the folded piece of paper being palmed, which she took without a flicker. As the plane banked and climbed away from Israel below Julie slowly unfolded the piece of paper and a tear rolled down her cheek as she read 'I will always remember you, Z.' “Well, we can’t have that running in the family,” Hazel said sarcastically, “Hold on, let me think. She recovered from her embarrassment over what she had almost said, and grinned again, the color in her face slowly fading. She had said that she’d leave the matter up to them and had left, still stricken with grief over the whole ordeal. I feel like interracial I'm going to squirt just by looking at it. Split up.” Jghorishk commanded. 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