Her breasts, still somewhat hugged by her ripped open white tank top, nevertheless sag slightly outward. Such a bitchy, prudish wife. She would never ...o anything like this willingly. But that doesn’t matter. She’s flesh for me to use.I feel around, relishing her helplessness. Her smooth thighs, slick with a bit of sweat. Her belly, her tits, her asscheeks underneath, all so vulnerable and exposed. I flick her right in the middle of her pussy lips, and she lets out a muffled yelp, her whole body. An excited platoon commander's voice was heard in the Communications Center, "Control, 21st Platoon, we have several thousand people in the amphitheater that seem a little out of it, and about a third are in some kind of strange uniform. Require action orders."Rory O'Hara picked up the phone, telling the 21st to secure the exits, not to let any people leave, and to hurt no one, they were on their way. With that, the five senior NUSF Officers and Michael headed for the amphitheater. On the way,. After a while, I turned off the T.V and went to Anna’s room. I grabbed her laptop and opened the secret folder. Anna and I liked watching porn all the time, but tonight I was enjoying it alone. I watched a video where the man fucked a teen girl, doggy style and pulled her hair. I got excited and my pussy got wet. No one was at home so I felt totally comfortable in undoing my jeans and slipping my hands in my panties. I pulled my jeans and panties down to my thighs and started feeling my wet. The twinkling of head and tail lights from the vehicles in the twilight evening travelling down the pier looks pretty I think. Beyond the pier and to the west, about four to five miles away, is the northern most point of the Island which ends in East Cowes and Cowes. I can’t make out East Cowes but I can just discern in the fading light the ‘Twin Towers’ of Osborne House. Beyond – getting on for perhaps near on twenty miles – I espy the orange glow of Fawley Oil Refinery at the far mouth of.