Swain,” Erin told Annette while fondling her bosom now.“Please ... do what you like with them ... and call me ‘Annette.’ No one feeling me up ...eeds to be so formal!” Annette encouraged Erin with a hearty laugh.“Damn, your ass is tight as ever!” I told Michelle as I invaded her hot, slippery bum so vigorously.“All the better to milk you, my dear!” Michelle giggled as she paraphrased the Big Bad Wolf.“Me, too! Gotta love it ... right in the butt!” Missy moaned with pleasure as I sank my dick back. What was she talking about?He looked at me and said "lucky ass dude." He walked away. She picked up her drink and sat next to me. Her meaty thigh touched mine. "Is it chill if when we hang out, we just pretend to be boyfriend and girlfriend? I legitimately can't stand the cat calls." Y-yeah, that should be fine," I said. It probably wasn't. But I was in no position to say no. We finished the actual work fairly quickly. She was surprisingly smart. I could tell that if we stuck together, I could. The squad leader, a Staff Sergeant, had four stripes. Our platoon leader was a 2nd Lieutenant with a radioman and a platoon sergeant, a Sergeant First Class with five stripes. Forty-six people. Forty-six soldiers who only had the vague notion of pointing their rifles at the brush and spraying it with fire. We were dropped off in the middle of nowhere and told to clear a path for a convoy.When we returned to base, there were forty-two of us.“I killed a man,” Little Joe said. He was upset. For as. Despite what she'd said about waiting my turn, Karen obviously didn't object to me being there as she reached behind me to shut the door and then started the taps on the shower. As I stood leaning against the bathroom sink looking at my slightly blood shot eyes in the mirror, I suddenly realised that my s*s-in-law was pulling her nightie over her head!! My eyes were glued to the image of her nubile young body in the mirror as her pussy came into view followed by her pert little breasts. Her.