Freshly fucked!" It was a terribly crude way of putting it but she knew those poor men and boys thought about it a lot when they were away for months ...n end. But then she remembered what some of the other girls had told her about the famous Mediterranean liberty ports -- Palma de Mallorca with all its Scandinavian tourist girls down for a good time, Naples with all those big-breasted Italian women -- and she'd seen enough Italian movies to know what they were like! Oh stop it, you can't keep. About to go back to the books, Linda suddenly felt something terribly cold and wet pressing against her legs. Freezing, then shrinking back, the woman looked down. It was Chad, that awful dog, sniffing her, smelling her heated pussy. He raised one foreleg, pawing her jeans, telling her... "No!" Linda snapped.Awful, horrible little animal! How dare he think she would let him touch her, especially after she had fucked with Hank."Go, get away from me!" she cried, kicking one leg out at the German. She sat down and I sat beside her. Annamma aunty was calm and told me, “Pat, we are so close. So I don’t want you to lie to aunty, okay?”I said okay and my heart was pounding fast.She told me, “I will get to the topic directly. Do you steal my bras? Or rather take my bras?”I knew I fucked up. I told her, “Yes aunty. I steal your bras.” She was happy that I told the truth. Next, she asked me why did I steal her bras? I couldn’t tell her anything. I was silent.Annamma aunty understood and told. “Is that really wise?” Thrak rumbled from the front.I froze before I finished the first verse. “What?”“You will attract notice,” the orc rumbled.“Oh, er, yes,” I flushed. “My apologies. I just wanted to ease our burdens. Some of our party are not used to walking.”“Sure,” Sophia said flatly. Her arms were folded across her chest.I gave the lesbian my most winsome smile. It did little to wipe away her hostility. She did not like me. I suspected jealousy. Angela was her lover, but Angela enjoyed.