As the night wore on I both marveled at the silky smoothness of my legs ,and became increasingly more agitated by the way my underwear felt. I had bee... wearing cotton briefs all my life, but for some reason, every pair I tried on felt too rough. My cotton undershirt felt like it was scratching my chest. I began to imagine that I was wearing horsehair like medieval monks doing penance. Even my pajamas were uncomfortable.I was in a real jam. I couldn't give my wife a logical explanation as to why. The magistrate gave them each 5 years in the mines. The Brotherhood is strong in the mines. Afterwards there was no place for them in their old village. It is a common pattern. The Brotherhood found them a place in a caravan. Most travelers are part of a caravan because they do not fit in where they were raised, and many of those are of the Brotherhood. I first ran across them 4 hundred-days or so ago. I belonged to the owner before Pophur, my 8th owner then. We all found the association. After all,I had never fucked any girl in my life before.”Oh, so you’re a virgin”, she replied. She continued , “Well, not anymore “, and before I could react, she spreaded her pussy lips and guided my dick into her pussy orifice. When I entered her pussy, my whole mind went blank. I was immersed in pleasure. As my dick explored the depths of her pussy, it felt like my body was feeling the depths of heaven. When I entered her pussy , I realised what it feels like to be in heaven. I realised why. I shrugged off my light knapsack and shared what I had with them. We ate pretty well and spent some time peeking through the curtains at the scrambling Germans and listening to the bangs of ammunition going off in the burning barracks.By sunset things calmed down, and Sammy went back out to do whatever boys his age did in the twilight in a town full of alien soldiers. The girl, whose name I've forgotten, came and sat on my lap and put her hands around my neck. She rested her fair head on my.