Grabbing hold of me she kissed me saying “I must thank you for your help” I pulled her hair back and was about to back off when she said “I like...it rough the rougher the better.” I rolled over pulled her across my lap and spanked her butt she squirmed and giggled. I pulled her skirt up and gave her two more hard slaps she let out a little squeal. I gripped her hair and puled her to her feet making her stand on tip toe. “That's fucking sore let me down” No undo your belt first” she undid her. Her flannel shirt was opened and her breasts (still in her bra) were being squashed down by his chest. Her hands and arms were lying by her side with her palms facing up. Chris had his face buried in the crook of her neck and my wife had her eyes closed and it she actually looked so relaxed that I thought she was passed out. The nudging against my leg was caused by her left knee, which had been forced up against my leg, no doubt when Chris had moved her legs apart and hunkered down between. It had two bedrooms, a center common area and the front was a kitchen dining area. By the time the last crate was in the wives were suggesting where to put everything.They exclaimed and examined every statue and jade figurine that was unpacked. They ignored the weapons and military things. When the baby stuff came out they were off again. Especially when they found out Cam was pregnant too. Finally I was dismissed and went to fifth cavalry headquarters.From there I was assigned to first troop,. Margret is disoriented. John easily slips a bag over her head that reaches down to her neck. He pulls the embedded ropes that wrap around Margret's throat, cutting off her air. Blind, Margret begins struggling instinctively, but all resistance is quickly choked out of her."Obey or die." Growls John, who drags Margret onto a cheap mattress, forcing her down, he binds her wrists to the corners, roughly removes her pants and panties then binds her ankles to the remaining corners."What are you.