If it was one of our own we would risk our lives to help, but the enemy just didn't rate that kind of respect.My whole attitude as well as my teams ha... changed after we rescued some prisoners, and what I saw there took any pity I had for the enemy right out of my head. My whole outlook on ethical treatment of wounded prisoners went right out the door with what I had seen in that camp. Now don't get me wrong, I didn't mistreat nor torture the enemy, but I just outright refused to treat any of. When my shirt was open she undid my belt and eased my zipper down, licking her lipsticked lips as she did so. Her beautiful lips were perfectly made up in the same deep red shade of lipstick as her red nail varnish.As my trousers fell to the floor she let out a pleasing gasp. Her eyes widened at the sight of my sheer lace-top black stockings."Very pretty!" she said as she ran her hand across the sheer fabric.Her soft touch sent pleasure pulses running through my body making my silky scarlet. What a orgasm, my butt flooded my mind going crazy, as he held on tight for a wild ride, Ginger took me by surprise as no soon had the guy dropped out then she pushed the big vibe deep in my arse, fucking me for awhile, before pushing her fist right into my arse.Exploding with another orgasm, she fucked me hard, the boys edging her on telling her to treat me as a slut for them, then she got another toy in my pussy and dp me, wow so hot, the guys now glued, watching us play, as their cocks some. I asked her if that was OK, and she nodded. You don't ever want to cross that invisible line between OK and not OK. And I don't ever want to be escorted out because I crossed it. This place is more lax on the rules; normally it's no-touch and the guys' hands are supposed to stay at his side. But my hands roamed everywhere from her perky tits to her tight ass. At one point, she faced away from me and sat down on my lap, laying back. As she reached under her ass to play with my cock through my.