We broke out and she said “let’s go to bedroom” I gave a peck on her lips and said “sure honey”I lifted her and went to the bedroom and kept...her on bed and when I was about kept her leg I got a glimpse of her ass covered in tight salwar and her thunder thighs oooo what a sight was a perfect curvy figure, a real milf with curvaceous body that I felt like to kiss that all over. But I controlled. And lay beside her.She then came over me and started unbuttoning my shirt and kept kissing me all over. Suddenly, his arm was motioning. I didn’t know what it was at first, until I realized that he wanted me to stand too. He wanted me to join him, to mirror him. I swallowed hard, looked around as if to see who was watching me - a silly notion in a locked room. Then I stood, my cock in hand, dripping and flushed with a little bit of shock at myself and on fire with an incredible rush of arousal.He was clearly waiting for me. I dropped my binoculars, then my pants. Then he and I began to. They were alone.“We are alone,” Carl butted the cigarette out.Dorothy set the cigarette in the heavy pewter ashtray and started typing absently. It was a requisition request to the quartermaster, one of three she had done that morning. True to tradition, the British army demanded everything be documented, and in triplicate. She was vaguely aware that Carl was looking at her and she glanced up momentarily.“Would you like some tea? Now that we are alone?”“Huh?” Dorothy stared through her. On the screen the woman struggled as the men yanked down her tight white slacks revealing a tiny bright red thong. She’d decided she didn’t want to pay her debts after all. As the men slapped her into submission, Timothy stroked the bottom of his shaft. The tip of his now rock hard cock peeked out of his shorts.He re-wound the video to watch the woman struggle, and get slapped again. Rubbing the palm of his hand over the tip of his helmet, causing a sensation that was exciting yet almost.