Even the sex was not as much fun as it would have been if the weather had been warmer.At last, we ate our supper of MREs and policed (cleaned) the are... before we left. We had hardly gone a mile when we encountered a border patrol of Iranians headed back to their camp. Our dark gray uniforms made it nearly impossible for them to see us, so we were able to kill every one of them without firing a shot. We knew where their base camp was from the photos, so it was not necessary to take the time to. .?” “No, that’s just pre-cum.” Holly kept stroking, and I couldn’t hold back the grunts and groans it caused. I felt her other hand move, and when I looked down, it was between her legs, teasing her folds. It wasn’t long after that when she asked, “Do you want to put it inside me?” As if there was any other answer at that point. “Let me grab a condom,” I said as I sat up. “I’m on the pill. The doctor put me on it for cramps.” “Should still use a condom until you know you can completely trust. My eyes are still firmly closed as I hitch my white knickers to the side and expose myself to you. I imagine you looking at my pussy and although nerves make me shift uncomfortably, I take control of them, the only way I know how, by beating them down with something much bigger. Something I call “brazenness”. I spread my pussy lips and my fingers (they know the way) gather juices from the place they can rely on, the place that has your name on it. I rub the moisture over the core of my need. I loved her ex-Soviet Bloc accent too.She had a lovely, loving and caring manner about her. I was definitely going to see her again.I returned home around eleven o’clock in the evening. My pleasure slave Melora met me at the door and asked if I wanted her in bed that night. But I was completely spent, so slept alone to regain some energy.Over the next few months, I returned to The Dirty Wives Club numerous times, usually twice a week for some afternoon fun. I often bedded Leka during those.