I felt my pulse quicken, and I felt my own cock begin to twitch.It was at that moment I felt hands grabbing me, pulling me out of the shower. It happe...ed so fast, I didn't have time to react. I found myself dripping wet, down on my knees in front of this "group". From behind the crowd, I heard a voice say "It won't do you any good to scream or fight us." I knew this to be true, because the shower trailer was several hundred yards away from any barracks that had any soldiers in them.The first. While I was catching my breath, Megan was wondering out loud, "Hey, my underwater stealth licker, where did you go? I would like some more of that, please." She began to paddle her tube in a circle in an attempt to find me. I quickly slipped underwater and popped up between her legs again and sucked on her clit. Megan shrieked, "You sneaky clit sucker," before I slipped under the surface again. After I was under I pushed her back toward the shallow end. This way, I could attack without. He could not see anything clearly. He tried to remember how he got to this place, in this stall, on this farm.He wondered what day it was. His mouth tasted awful, vile and sour, and his thirst pushed all else from his pained head. He tried to spit and failed. He levered himself to his knees and attempted to stand, surprised to find that his hands and feet were tied. With a groan, he passed out again, face down in the fragrant hay.Despite the heat, Wainder was not sweating. His scratched face. “I’m sorry to have bothered you but I could smell Patchouli and had to find out where it was coming from. I LOVE Patchouli!” She grinned. “Me too.” I wondered how old she was. I had already decided to try and seduce her, had to be careful. I stepped closer.“I’m Jane” I whispered, now close enough to see how beautiful her skin was. “Ellen. She was still wary but hadn’t budged as I came closer. I thought that was a good sign. “I’ve never seen you here Ellen, I’m here a lot.” “My first time, I.