After she pleasured him, the man got comfortable on a blanket and the hot girl climbed on top of him. She moved her pussy up and down over his cock. S...e was really stacked while her big boobs jiggled all over the place. She fucked the guy while he continued saying lewd remarks to her. Anthony jerked himself off while watching the couple get off too. When he was done, he got dressed and went back to fishing. The couple never approached him. Anthony felt great after that little episode. It was a. We only allow bitching two ranks up. The men bitch about sergeants. Riley bitches about captains . . . I bitch about majors and colonels. Riley has a way of saying “saving yourself Sir” when we’re into the Johnny Walker and he’s diatribing every officer in the British Army. He lets me off lightly because I take the same shit as he does . . . and because so far I’ve kept everyone alive. I often wonder why I seconded to this mob from Canada. I guess because in Canada we don’t get to kill anybody. “Good. You’re my woman, tonight,” I grinned, thinking how stupid Trent was to hurt her.*We sat in a nice, secluded booth. Wendy was right, it was very romantic. For some reason, maybe loneliness, or joy that she was there was with me, I held her hand the entire dinner. We spoon fed each other dessert too. She told me I was beautiful. I blushed, but let it roll off me. I figured she was telling me this, being sweet to me, hoping to cheer me up. It was working. Wendy drove back to my. .gently and sensually. I love holding you like that and being able to kiss the side of your face and cheek and also kiss the side of your neck every time I have more wine. With my lips still wet with wine, I kiss the side of your neck and gently you feel and sense my warm and yet throbbing wet warm lips on your skin…mmm. We are chatting, drinking and I am being rather playful discreetly in the wine bar. I love it…I feel my own heart beat is racing and feeling so much more chilled and yet.