With that he kissed me again. I realized his cock was hard. The reality was that the idea of me being caught and the fact my husband seemed turned on ...y it, turned me on as well. Conner pushed me to the bed. "It's kinda hot. Was there a part where you felt turned on? Maybe a bit?" he asked. I could feel myself getting wet as he talked about it. "Shut up and fuck me," I said. I got up in the morning. Conner was already up. I could smell coffee and hear people moving around. I didn't have much. The prettily-patterned cotton, or the delicate lace between her legs. Her friends would watch in shock as Amber slid forward and gently pulled my face onto her crotch. Only then would they understand the connection that existed between us; when they saw my mouth pressing against Amber’s underwear.I’d lick her through her panties, rejoicing in the wetness soaking through the material: Amber’s sex juices – I wanted them and sucked greedily. Eventually, Amber would take pity on me, and pull the. Now she screamed for him to not do this, as it wasn't right. "No, no, please don't," she begged but he just ignored her and rode the roller coaster higher."Help, help," she called out to the new person who had obviously entered but again there was no response. Small spasms rocketed through her loins and she was unable to stop her erotic reactions to what he was doing to her. Ashamed and with feelings of guilt, she dropped her head in defeat. Looking down, she felt her body belying the protests. “They’ll only kill you as soon as you get there.”The six standing men stopped and looked around uncertainly. It was their squad leader who had called. They trusted him, though they didn’t particularly like him.“Keep coming,” called Schaffer. “If we wanted to kill you we could. You are outnumbered three to one.”The six men standing nervously restarted their slow shuffle forwards. When they were close enough, a corporal and a private stood up, and using their rifles, directed them behind a low.