He felt slighted that while his regiment went off on manoeuvres, he had to inspect civilians playing at soldiers. If it wasn't for Sergeant Sasha Bird...of the WAAF he would have gone insane. She spent most of her free time at his house as it was but neither of them wanted to ruin their friendship by trying anything like a relationship.It was because of Sasha, Greg was waiting to meet a Yank pilot. She suggested that it would be good for Greg to have someone to talk to about the battles he had. Even the Royal Navy draws a line when it comes to some unnatural practices! Since leaving the Service he has been up to the same tricks. He had a castle on a remote Scottish Island where he kept a number of girls, torturing and beating them just like he does you three. One of them got away and gave the alarm. The victims were saved but a couple were pretty far gone by the time they were rescued. There have been other things he's done, and finally he got hold of a piece of scientific research. Don't move unless I tell you, or I will stop until you do." He unsnapped the top of her jeans. She lay there in anticipation. He had never been that into foreplay 20 years ago, as the heat of the moment and the threat of getting caught had always been present. She had never had a problem getting wet with desire, so foreplay was a luxury to be savored when she got it, but she was unsure about what to expect. He handed her the water bottle and they both took a long drink, this time the water. We vacationed back home where my friend had just gotten into an apartment. I couldn't wait to let my friend use the fuck out of my little wife. As we walked up to my friend Jake's apartment, I watched as my wife climb the first few steps. Danielle was wearing her shortest shorts and I was mezmerised watching the bottom of her ass cheeks giggle with every step. I had my little whore knock on Jake's door. Jake let us in as he eyed the hell out of Danielle's tits. We all started drinking some.