"Yes, General?" said Alison.Mark snorted which induced a peal of laughter from Alison."Guess," he said."Colonel Wilson, General?" Alison!"There were f...rther giggles and then a voice answered."Wilson, Colonel AQ." Good morning, Sir. Mark Bowers." Hello, Mark. What can I do for you?" It's a tricky one, Sir. You didn't come to the Summer Ball, did you?" No?" Well, Sir, your having been on leave like me, you may not have picked up on the gossip if there is any but I have evidence that Charles. I had a thought and went to see the firebase supply sergeant. He ordered cement and I went to look at things we had in stores. Several vertical lift birds had been shot down and I found miniguns someone had salvaged and brought in. There were eight and I took them and had the supply sergeant order an ammo drop.We went to the wreckage and pulled out the gun mounts and then used cement and sand to fill the sandbags. We built eight stubby towers twenty meters back from the perimeter and put the. The head, sliding in and out, in and out. My shaft like its body, a body at the mercy of her huge, surrounding tits. The thought fueled my arousal, imagining a little man, myself, squashed between her breasts, helpless. “Oooo…baby, that’s right, that’s my little marshmallow,” she spoke, teasingly, still tipsy, as she continued to work her breasts around me, “my little marshmallow likes that, doesn’t he?” She looked up at me, and I at her, our gazes meeting for a moment. Her smile widened,. She is about the same age as my mum while he is 18 years older than her. They are both doctors and she is very sophisticated and well spoken. At first I doubted she had ever used a bad word in her life. She always wore make up and looked stunning. I found a Facebook photo of her and wanked over her all the time.When she spoke to me I found myself looking at her very kissable lips all the time. I would have liked her to wear redder lipstick but I still longed to kiss her.As I knew them when I.