He slipped his hand into my silky thong and felt my wet pussy on his fingers. “You are a very bad wife…” He whispered to me.Then I lifted one of...my legs on to a shelf and he was on his knees licking my pussy lips, grabbing my ass to pull my open cunt closer to him. He stood up slowly kissing my leg, my belly, grabbing my firm round boobs. He pulled off dress and stood there staring at my naked body.“Get on your knees, bitch” He demanded. Then he unbuttoned his trousers and his hard big cock. They had everything planned right down to the coffee breaks!I don't remember which famous general said it, but the old saying is: "No battle plan survives the first contact with the enemy." This one didn't even get that far.The first indication that things were not going to go smoothly was the day before the action was to start when intelligence told us that the location of the camp we were to attack had moved. Boy, did it move! By 250 miles. That meant either we aborted the mission and planned. Carmen loved the feeling of having Charles’ tall muscular body on top of her, and she pulled him tighter on top of her. He kissed her neck roughly and nibbled her ear, and the feeling of his five o’clock shadow against her skin excited her. In the dark of the locker room she could feel Charles unbuttoning her jeans and pulling them down. He slid his hand down the front of her underwear and was able to put his finger inside of her immediately. He slowly massaged the inside of her then withdrew. Suddenly, I was in his arms and he was kissing me passionately again."I was told to treat you exactly like this was a date," he explained, a bit breathlessly after we disengaged, "and it's not a date without a good night kiss, is it?" Yeah, I'm sure it was all part of the act," I grinned. "Good night, Romeo." Good night, Beautiful," he said as I went through the door.The next morning, Miri grilled me until I had given her a play by play of the whole night in all its gory details. She actually.