"No..." I guessed his intentions. "Don't turn off the lights. Your abbu fucks your wife with all the lights on."He stopped in his way, turned and look...d at me. He was a little surprised with my brazenness."Come here and strip your mother."He walked over to where I was standing. Lustily, I watched his dangling cock as he walked. My pussy began to cream. Reaching over, he unbuttoned the top two buttons of my gown. Then he gripped the hem of my gown and slowly pulled it over my head. I helped him. Reaching out, stirring it with the wrought iron poker leaning against the hearth, she turns toward the smiling Commandant leaning back in the swiveling chair slowly shaking his head back and forth, obviously glancing toward the twin hard mounds of her areolas, nipples pressing through her soaked shirt. ?Think those tits are cold and wet? How’d you like to be one of those cunts out there all night, Cap?? He grins. ?No thanks? I wouldn’t even want to be in the guard towers. He is in his mid 60's and is about 5'10", med/lge build with greying hair. I knew he was married as I had seen him and his wife in town occasionally, on Tuesday though I happened to bump into him as I entered the public conveniences in the town centre and he was already in there stood at the urinals. I made my way to the cubicle at the far end of the room, which as is the case with most public loos these days was covered in graffiti and even had a lame attempt at a glory hole gouged in the wood. There was fire from the other side of the MG nest as we all shot as fast as we could pull the trigger. I couldn't tell if there was any aiming on either side, it looked to me to be mostly point and shoot, hoping to make the other side keep their heads down. Somebody from the sergeant's side lobbed another grenade and the German MG stopped shooting. Less than a minute later, there was a lot of yelling from the Germans and we saw a white flag being waved.Our sergeant yelled for us to cease fire.