Another married couple joined us, we were drinking pretty heavy and talking about sex. I danced with the husbands and my husband danced with their wiv...s. Three more men joined us, all these men were very good looking and I have to admit I was getting very horny. Everybody decided to go up to this couple's room to party some more. At the room we were all drinking and the men were fondling all of us women. I had never had men fondle me before, I found it to be a big turn on. My pussy burned and. He looked at Steve. “Got your knife? Bungoo saw him, I killed him.”“Right, gotta earn my keep.”“Good shot, Sam.”“Thank you. Tomorrow will be your turn.” He began gathering brush for a small fire.They filled up on fresh red-necked wallaby, then walked about 100 yards, not to be too near the remains, which would certainly attract carrion-eaters.In the dawn Bungoo found another [?] set of holes. This time a monitor emerged where Steve stood, and he clubbed it. He bled it out and picked it. She took off my undies and saw my hairy Dick and was smiling. She was like I love hairy dick and I love your size as well.She started shaking my dick upside down and I was going crazy. I started pressing her boobs hard over her t-shirt and then came the net move she took my dick in her mouth and started giving me the blow job.That was the first blowjob of my life. I was literally in heaven. I was moaning. I was like Reena don’t stop honey… You are awesome. Keep going… I am coming… She was. Were you able to resist the temptations of the flesh in Saigon or Tokyo, when you were in the service?” “That was different! We weren’t married.” I snapped back, not sure if I was royally pissed at my old man, or just disappointed. Carol replied, “Was it? Really?” and then dropped the conversation, returning to her work in the kitchen, and I went on to the next letter, this one from Mom to Dad in response. Dear Jack, January 30 th , 1942 When I read your letter, I cried. For me. For you. I.