.With my eyes closed I decided to imagine that my finger was my boyfriends and he was sitting in front of me playing with my hole. The thought got me ...ornier and my finger started going deeper into hole as it relaxed more and more. The feeling of my warm wet hole felt so nice that I started to precum in my jockstrap. Deeper my finger went wanting to feel more and more of it, a feeling of utter pleasure came over me and I started to moan. I stopped and went to my room to go get my dildo and. 20 minutes later I heard Charlotte go. I hadn’t yet put my clothes on because I couldn’t really be bothered. But I didn’t need to. My bedroom door flow open Leanne stood there, still naked. But she wasn’t happy.“How dare you,” she said through clenched teeth, “I was this close to cuming and you had to make her cum and scream.”My cock had gone rock hard again from seeing her perfect figure. She must have liked it because the next thing I know, she’s pinned me to the bed and sticking her tongue. " Duh! Can we eat them?" Moose asked."Uh! Oh! Yes, they seem perfectly normal Moose," Dilton told him."Then what's the problem Dilly?" Chuck asked him."At this stage of the experiment," Dilton measured his words carefully. "My transmophic energy beam wasn't programmed with the DNA of a banana, so it shouldn't have been possible." Is it a serious problem?" Chuck asked."No, not really," Dilton tells them. "Oh well, might as well quit for today. Moose could you lock up the transmor..." he pauses. Time was to be the only healer and that, not very successful in its efforts.Every year, the ever dwindling numbers of ex-service men, filed along the Mall in a proud march, to lay wreaths of poppies at the Cenotaph and pay their respects. Each with his own story of his part in the last world war, Each holding their memories of fallen comrades, small and large victories, amusing anecdotes and tales to enthral young children, or bore the elder, young men. Not all of the war had been about blood.