Both teams were on a special radio frequency for this op, so when Jonty let the ops room know, we could hear the transmission. Derek was on the gun at...the time and I was keeping our log so I dutifully recorded the event. Derek and I swapped tasks, (to keep ourselves alert and awake), so I was on the gun when Jonty called in my wife's car registration number.Derek had been in the Royal Ulster Rifles at the Imjin. His battalion had been pushed forward to cover the withdrawal of a Belgian Bn who. That was good – I liked that – a cock in each hand and a mouth on each tit. We didn't waste time with coffee; usually it was straight upstairs or knickers off in the kitchen and a cock inside me. As soon as they came in the house they would kiss me and my hand would go to their zip."That was enough stories for one night – I think we came together. We both went silently to bed.The following day I had a permanent hard on. The mental picture of my wife obediently bending over with no panties on so. I was already hard and she grabbed my dick through my jeans. I felt like cumming right then and there. I brought my hand up to her breast and massaged her left tit through her dress and bra. I used my other hand to go around her back, up her dress, and unstrap her bra on the first try, like a pro. She struggled with my belt, and I broke our kiss to lend a hand.I finish with my belt in a second and once I looked back up she is topless. I simply smile as I lean forward to kiss her breast and use. My masters toyed and played with me, making me bark and roll around on the ground, my clothes becoming stained and somewhat soaked…At this point, and with the evidence of my shredded suit coat, and tagged-up tie, I knew my clothing wouldn’t be left intact much longer, I just hoped I wouldn’t lose them while we were outside. Did they bring the scissors? Are they planning on stripping me right here? All these thoughts ran through my mind as I pretended to be their “pup”.My thoughts wandered.