She's wearing these jean-short things that have the braces kinda like a "farmer girl" meets "Coal Chamber's bassist" kinda look. I slip the braces off...and slide my hand behind her back. I unhook her bra and I see her tits drop outwards, thinking "woah!" and without any hesitation I begin with a kinky playful bite on her tit as I squeeze the other one. She tilts her head back in ecstasy (I'm her first, I can tell) I begin licking her tits and for someone who's barely legal hell! they're pretty. I saw for the first time that his foot was swollen. He winced at my touch. Rolling up the leg of his trousers, I found the rest of his leg to be angry red, inflamed, and hot to the touch. My hand began to tremble. This was reminiscent of my days in the hospital. I had seen too many young men perish in this war because infection, not weapons, posed a more imminent threat to their lives. I would not stand by to witness another death. He groaned, and I looked into his eyes, seeing in them a pain. I was hot and sweaty, so I stripped down to my underwear and then slipped into the pool, which was a bit chilly at first, but felt good.I sat on one of the chase lounge chairs on the deck, sun drying myself, afterwards. The pool was rather secluded, but faced the golf course, so I was careful to not make myself too obvious.My routine went on like this for several weeks. Then one day, as I was sun-drying myself off pool side, in my bikini brief underwear, I heard a female voice say, “I’m. I tried to pick up the towel hastily but she didn’t put her pallu back. I was shocked, instead she came near pulled my towel , reached bed and saw that i was watching porn. She said I know what you do when you are alone. I am the one who washes your chaddis.She picked my underwear from bed and smelled , saying ahh that smell I like it. I was standing covering my cock in the middle of the room. She came near me , held my hand aside and grabbed my cock with one hand and pulled my neck down to.