The mangrove and scrub wilderness was crisscrossed with canals and innumerable smaller channels, and dotted with small camps used by the Vietcong for ... couple of days before they moved on. Trying to find them “at home” was a fool’s errand. In the daytime they laid low, afraid of the A-4’s from the carriers offshore. At night they moved with stealthy skill through canals mapped by generations of ethnic boatmen.The name of the game was to try to disrupt the flow of supplies, but the truth of the. The soft flimsy material clings to her petite figure and under the shiny surface of her gown her semi-erect nipples press firmly against the material. As we close the door behind us, she turns to me and presses me back against the hallway wall, leaning in towards me, we begin to kiss. A kiss which feels illicit but at the same time impossible to resist. Immediately junes hand runs down my chest and down over my crotch, groping at the soft mound in my jeans, her fingers wrapping themselves. It was flat and wide, and could see the fat dimples through the skin tight jeans... could also see that the jeans were practically worn out and ready to rip at her thighs as they rubbed together... Well, I could go on describing the night after that, but I figured if you;re bored by now (if you're still reading)... so I would get to the good part... let me just say, it involved a lot of drinkingas we spent a couple of hours eating and drinking, no sex involved, it was time for bed... so as we. ” “Really?” I said, not knowing whether to be jealous after all it was her ex and she is living with me. “was that all?” “Well I was so high, and it felt so good to kiss him. While we were kissing, Brad came back and he came around my back and hugged me from behind and put his head on my shoulder, kissing my neck and sending shivers down my spine. When I reached my arm back I discovered he was nude! I stopped kissing John and turned around inadvertently hitting Brad’s huge and hard cock when.