"Yes, I see what you mean, sister," Melody said. She crawled next to Sandy, rubbing her body against his. She took his right hand, pressing it against...her crotch. She was practically humping his hand in perfect rhythm with the Device's pulses. "Right now, my- my wet pussy is-ah- so itchy, that Sandy is just relieving my terrible itch. Scratch my itch," she pleaded, lifting her skirt. She wore simple white panties, the front almost transparent with her outpourings."Oh course," Sandy said, "How. "I'll take care of it." He said."Thank you Colonel."The insertion went off without a hitch, just as planned. The Blackhawk set us down twenty five miles inside the Iraqi border. We hiked to our final destination, about ten miles from the Landing Zone and dug in before it got light out. Under cover and wearing ghillie suits, Lt. Bakr and I waited out the daylight hours observing the movements and numbers of the Iraqi position.They were a mix of infantry, four 122-mm. M-1974 (2S1) Self-Propelled. I was stunned seeing her nipples turning pinkish and the size of melons. I kept sucking both the boobs one by one for 10 mins.She was getting her hand slowly on my dick and started pressing, I removed my trousers and there she was shocked to see 5-inch dick saluting her. She bent down and sucked my dick hard for 10 mins, I stopped her and I was about to cum she started pressing my balls, she was a pro.It was very hard to control, I started unbuttoning her jeans and there she was in blue color. She had no patience with the forced niceties that prevailed at these events. Part of her wanted to simply leave and return to her room, but part of her wished someone, anyone, would come and talk to her. Kristen slipped farther back into the shadow of one of the timber columns holding up the open-beamed ceiling and her body went rigid when she felt fur brushing up against her bare back. Glancing behind her, she let out her breath in a relieved sigh when she saw it was nothing more than one of.