As Glen carried me into the bedroom,I noticed it was dimly lit with two ritualistic romanticcandles on the small bookcase headboard. He then laid medo...n on the bed and watched him disrobe of his polo sportshirt and khaki pants. I noticed his huge manhood alreadybulging under his jockey briefs. He understood myhusband’s presence in the bedroom ministering to us.Martin then bought in a glass tray and three emptyglasses and a wine bottle. Glen laid down sideways on the bed and I. He was going to fuck her doggy style and she knew it. I felt myself getting more and more turned on. I loved the way Mr. Sims was treating her. I think deep down she was enjoying it. I knew I was. I felt my panties become wetter. I slowly and quietly unbuttoned my pants and slid my hand down to my pussy. I was soaked! I wasn’t surprised by this. I started rubbing my clit and couldn’t help but to let out a quiet moan. I continued watching them closely. I had her tits pressed firmly against his. I sat there catching my breath as he did the same.He looked over at me and said "Are you a virgin?" Not anymore" I said with a smile on my face, he grinned and suddenly moved back onto me, his cock buried deep in me yet again.I didn't know how much more I could take but I wanted it bad!Grabbing my tits, he thrust back and forth."You like it hard and fast don't you?" he asked. My moans and screams of pleasure told him just how much I did like it."More, please" I begged.He carried on fucking me. Well, when he gets close enough, I'll plug him with my .45; at least that should do the job. Shit! Mortars! "INCOMING!" Lt. Dave Crusic shrank down in the trench a little farther and hoped to God that the Chinks didn't have the range perfectly. As long as the mortar rounds landed only a few yards away, there was a good chance of surviving. The problem was that they would continue to drop in the mortar rounds on top of their own men, forcing the Americans to hunker down and not shoot at the.