Like thesensation of a gentle breeze, blowing on your skin. So gentle, you'renot even sure it's there. Only when it stops, are you aware that it eve...happened. But this rubbing does not stop. Do you feel it?"The slave could only just tell, that something was happening inside therubber panties. She didn't want to lie, so she replied, "I think so,Mistress." That's all right, if you're not certain -- because it's very, verygentle. Right now. Very very gentle. Like a feather. Like a. She couldn't hold herself now as she had been holding the desk, the thrusts were too powerful and she couldn't hold on. She was fucked back and forward and her tits bounced along with them, one hand tried to hold them swinging too much while the other ran through her red hair in ecstasy. The drill Sergeant reached for her other leg now and held them both by the ankles. He spread them and fucked her harder still. She could feel his big balls smacking against her ass, the effect was. Her only alternative was to do as directed and hope for the best.Bill Jenkins was in the command Hummer moving forward toward the area of activity that had been spotted using the FLIR (forward looking infra-red) sensors in the A-10 Thunderbolt. Those thermal images showed a beehive of activity coming from 15 to 20 people moving about a barracks-like structure. The images also showed two large vehicles, possibly more Patton tanks, manned, in front of that compound. From this data Bill surmised. "We can get one of those 'Do Not Disturb' signs like they have in hotels," I said."That's a great idea. We'll get two," Greg said.The following weekend, Greg and Larry helped Amber and I move our things from home. We went to Amber's first, gathering her furniture, we loaded it, along with her clothes, into the van. Once we moved Amber's things, we moved mine.I felt sad and happy at the same time. Moving became more emotional for me than I thought it would have. When I confided in Amber, she.