All the soldiers and prisoners were drenched in sweat and gasping for breathe; the former from flailing at the prisoners and the latter from fear and ...ain. Wet spots were everywhere on the rough cement floor—pools of sweat and urine. One pitiful prisoner crawled on his raw hands and knees using several towels to sop up the assortment of liquids while a small female soldier lashed his back with a flexible fiberglass rod.Lily flinched when the female soldier who’d been whipping the prisoner. "Hello? Is anyone there?"I cleared my throat, "Um, this is Tiffany."There was a long pause on his end. "I wondered when you might call." So you knew. And you are Tiffany."He laughed. "No, like you said, you are Tiffany."I pleaded, "We need to meet." No we really don't." But I woke up and I was you. What do you mean you don't want to meet?" What good would it do? I don't want to go back. Do you?"I thought about how to answer that. I had the feeling that this was a cyclefor me, that I would be. She finally told him after about ten minutes, “I can’t stand it anymore. I have got to have you. Don’t worry, I’m on the pill, please fuck me,” and pulled her skirt up to give him easy access to her soaked cunt. Believe me he didn’t hesitate for a second as he took his uncovered cock and placed it at the entrance to her pussy, stroked it on the outside of her vulva for just one rotation before jamming it to the hilt up her sopping cunt. What a scene! I had to. Then, he slowly leaned over and took Ranger Harris’ cock into his mouth as much as he could and began working it up and down with his mouth. Ranger Harris made a slight gasp at the initial feel of the boy’s mouth enveloping his engorged prick. He rocked his hips so his dick would pump into Mikey’s young mouth and then said “Use your hands too on that big cock.” So, Mikey used his hands and wrapped his fingers around Ranger Harris’ cock and worked them up and down along with his mouth. .