A few skirmishes ... that would sure get your attention when you’re in the middle of one.”“Scared?”“Acourse. But we had a good company comma...der, Captain McIntyre. Roger McIntyre. Smart and fair. Went to West Point, soldiered some under General Grant. He’s a lifer, the Captain.”“Why was he good?”I smiled in the dark, “His main aim was to keep us alive. We didn’t lose a single man. A few old boys got wounded, a couple pretty severe, but nobody got killed under Captain McIntyre.”Rebecca patted my. We found a spot just a few metres along in the dunes, and sat down, as we chatted, Mark told me he was married, a fly in fly out worker, now on his 10 days off, and he liked to spend time at the beach while his wife worked.I pulled my suntan cream out of my bag, and asked if he would mind putting some on my back, he quickly moved around, his hands soon had me squirming, as he slowly worked the cream into my skin, as soon as he had done my back, I moved, saying my legs need cream too, he sat. Finally, I jumped up and dived into the pool. The cool water cleared my head.Jenny joined me. She and I stood at one end of the pool. I couldn't help glancing at her naked boobs. Jenny smiled but didn't say anything about it."Your brother’s hot, Megan," Jenny said."So is Brad." Brad was cute, but I didn't think he was as good looking as Glen."Have you ever fooled around with your brother?" Jenny asked."NO! How can you say such a thing?" I said indignantly."Come on, you mean to tell me you. Lily's swelling mound, now flush red and dripping warm nectar, rocking and grinding against Carna's powerful thigh, the pressure sending blissful pulses through her body and making her shiver. The amazonian beauty gripped her lover firmly and planted her back against the grass, pushing her knee upward between the red haired girl's blushing thighs and leaning down to take the puffy inverted bud of Lily's plump breast into her mouth and sucking deeply upon it. Lily gasped, her fingers exploring.