Though, she admitted to me, besides a couple late night necking sessions at camp a couple summers previous she hadn't really had much experience with ...ther women. I knew she had been seeing a guy, and they had gone all the way before. That was in the past though, as far as I knew Susan wasn't seriously thinking about dating anyone at the moment.I had dated a few guys over the years, some more seriously than others. I had told Susan that I wasn't into girls, but some were definitely cuter than. Her hot neglected pussy was driving her crazy. She'd have loved a couple of hours in bed with Frank, but he was more interested in knocking around a silly little ball.So it was going to be another frustrating day. Joan tried to think of how long it had been since she and Frank had fucked, and she couldn't remember. Two weeks, three? It seemed that her attractive husband just wasn't interested in sex any more.Joan wished her friend Vicky was home so they could talk, but Vicky had gone shopping.. And the soldiers had no qualms about taking advantage of her bondage, already stripping her almost naked and fondling her body. If it wasn’t for the other soldier, she was sure she would have been r4ped by now. Her only hope was that they were bringing her to the Captain, hopefully he would not be like the others. And they did say they that she would see her s****r. She was ushered into a small room, an officer standing in the corner, smoking a cigarette. ‘Put her into the chair,’ he ordered. "He got him one BIG fucking cock, don't he?!" Mike said, directing the comment to me, but to Cynthia as well."It's--big!" I replied."It's HUGE!" Mike corrected me."I didn't know a guys cock be so big," I heard Cynthia say as she handed Jan the photograph."That's 'cuz you got yourself a small-dick white husband, honey," Jan said.What she said didn't feel like an insult to me. It felt like the truth!"Sorry!" Jan said, glancing my way for a second."No problem," I assured her. "You didn't say.