‘You’re so hot when you cum,’ he murmured, bending to kiss my mouth. Weakly, I responded, opening my mouth to his invading tongue. He tasted lik... pussy, but it was MY pussy, so I wasn’t about to complain. Besides, masturbating and licking my fingers for lubrication had long since taught me the taste of pussy, so I didn’t mind at all.However, there was a problem. Whilst he was fired up, tense and hard, I was limp and ready to fall asleep, so my kissing soon became lazy, lackadaisical.I had. J 'ai à peine le temps de la regarder qu'elle enfourche ma jambe, collant son sexe chaud et humide sur ma cuisse. Elle m'embrasse à nouveau ses deux mains massant vigoureusement mes seins ."Allonge toi " me dit elle tout en repoussant sur le coté l'ordinateur portable ! me prenant par les hanches elle me tire vers elle , att**** le fauteuil pour que je puisse poser mon pied libre dessus et ensuite le pousse sur le coté afin d'écarter mes cuisses .Elle a pris les choses en main si je puis dire. From the smell I knew it was GI soap but the worst part was them scrubbing us with scouring pads. They scrubbed us from our shoulders to our feet. The pain and burning sensation was awful. It was soon even worse because after rinsing the soap off with very hot water, they rubbed lineament all over us from our shoulders down. While the women were rubbing the lineament on us, I learned what they intended with us. We were to be placed in crates and shipped back to base as special equipment for. First Jolie thought me mad, but when we were in bed she said may be if we went for a drink before going to the carpark, then decided we would try dogging the following Friday evening.Friday evening came l sat downstairs while Jolie dressed, l have to say she dressed to be noticed. Her top was a blue see through blouse that showed off the white uplifting bra underneath with a skirt just above the knee that had a split either side that ended about 9” below the waist band of her skirt, Jolie asked.