So different from the desert colours you’d be wearing in Helmand where you would be trying to win hearts and minds. That was it, wasn’t it? Hearts...and Minds. Talking to the women, going where the male soldiers couldn’t. You wanted to make a difference. A woman in a man’s world, but still carrying your own gun.My thoughts are interrupted by a soft knock on the door. A quick glance through the peephole shows a young blonde-haired woman in a navy coat and jeans. Nice and subtle, I think. Doesn’t. Some might state this is a beautiful sickness for a woman to have as they selfishly try to catch my eye for their turn to fuck me, I just find it hard to say no and as such, like a d**g addict who need a bigger fix the next time, my body relies on my imagination for the next trick to be more outrageous, that's why, some of the videos on here are really out there, with the women in the driving seat, and their husbands acting like ball boys, toweling the warm mixed semen from our cunts or better. "Can I call you, Daddy?" No. It's Master. Now I want you to research BDSM and, in particular, dominance and submission today. I would like a list of what you are willing to try and what you're completely opposed to on my desk by this evening."I go over to my computer and turn it on for her and log in to my account. I clear my history and passwords. I don't want her spying on me or looking at my porn history. My sexuality will be rumbled in an instant. The only person I trusted enough to know. When I felt brave enough again to peek, I saw Benji had resumed his pussy licking as mum slid up and down dad's stiff pole which meant in the process he was also licking dad's cock and full balls. This vision combined with 2 fingers inside my wet hole, my orgams tore through my body and I nearly fell over from going weak in the legs. As I regained my composure I could make out some of what dad was saying "you love that dog tongue don't you?" mumble mumble "your cunt is dripping" mumble mumble.