The rest of their platoon had the day off, but both Private Thompson and Private Lovejoy were still on barracks restrictions, which meant they couldn�...�t leave the barracks. Private Thomson smiled as I approached where they stood, waiting for me. “Is there something funny?” I asked. “Sir, no sir,” she responded. “So why the silly grin?” I inquired. “Sir, I don’t know, sir,” she responded. Both recruits had wet spots under the arm pits of their army green t-shirts, having just completed a two-mile. I make my way back to the bedroom Dan is just sitting on the end of the bed while his friend is laying on it,as he wanted to watch us for abit at first, we start kissing and touching,I pull his top off revealing his toned body he then pulls of my and straight away burys his head in my boobs,I tell Dan to come on up and join in he climbs on the bed comes behind me kisses/sucks/bites my neck, ‘am I a naughty girl babe? Are you ashamed or lucky to have a slutty bitch girlfriend’? I say softly,. Just as the first large drops began to fall, she staggered through the doorway, breathless and hot under her coating of cracked, half-dry mud."God! How am I going to keep the rain out?" she asked herself, out loud.She felt frustrated and ineffectual. Looking around, she grabbed a towel and laid it over the Praetor, knowing somehow that it couldn't be allowed to get wet. It was an electronic device, after all."Okay, what now?" she asked herself again. It was starting to pour. Huge drops of icy. The full extent of my erection looked like it was about to burst through my cotton boxers using sheer willpower and hunger alone. Her fingers approached the base of my cock, and I scooted closer to the edge of my seat ever still. My balls were cupped in her hands, and she drew herself closer, closer, and closer to the raging bulge that pulsed in her presence. It pulsed, and the bulge flared high enough to boop her nose. She smiled seductively, then put her lips on the tip of my cock through.