It was an intense sensation and he loved it. In a moment she slid her finger in half way and out, then in deeper. By the next stroke her finger was al... the way inside him. "Oh you are so tight and warm, just let go and enjoy." Soon he started to relax and embrace these new sensations. She could feel him opening up and decided to try something different. She slowly slid her finger out, pausing at the entrance, then thrust it back in deeply. She loved the rush it caused and the sounds he made. Tough!! (For our transatlantic cousins 'Spurs' refers to the North London football club Tottenham Hotspurs).One of the biggest niggles was the lack of booze. The Saudis were dead against us having any alcohol and made sure nothing was smuggled in. Then there was the fact of being away from home. Wurzel was like a bear with a sore head, until the army managed to rig up a system that allowed blokes to talk over a satellite link to their loved ones. I did manage to talk to Pippa for a few minutes. He didn't bounce us around, but he did make sure that we arrived at the Manor without any fooling around. The rest of the military unit followed us to make sure that we did not encounter any more trouble. Sir Jorst thanked the lieutenant for his exemplary service and saw them off to return to their base.We went inside, and I was surprised at how blasé Sir Jorst and Anslee were about the attack. It was as if this sort of thing happened all of the time. They explained to me that the the King had. I’d had some time to revisit old memories from before being married. Morty was my first lover at our senior prom “after-party”. We’d double-dated with my best girlfriend and shared a hotel room with them. We were high on alcohol and lust so after we all gave up our cherries in adjoining beds, we gals switched beds back and forth through the night.Morty and I never did that again as a couple but we didn’t date exclusively even though we bedded each other quite often through the next two years at.