“Si!” Willa then heard “Uno, dos, and trace.” The pile of body parts disappeared. Willa staggered to the front of what was left of the force. ...st, 2nd, 3rd and parts of the 7th and 9th platoons were capable of standing. Many had open wounds but there was no time for that now. Willa raises her rifle, checked her magazine then slammed it home. It took two seconds, and everyone followed her example. She pointed to the sky, made a circle then pointed in the direction the artillery rounds had come. The person in the lead of their little convoy turned towards me motioned with their hand for me to come to them, I did. I stood beside their machines, as they both removed their helmets. They were two young girls, maybe in their twenty’s and very beautiful. The one that had waved for me to come over, she had flowing long blonde hair, deep sea blue eyes and rosy red lips. Her friend had bright red short hair, hazel eyes and ruby lips. I felt my manhood stir in my under less shorts.“Hi I’m Kate. ”“Nungungi dad’s nungungi.”I had clearly lost the argument. I appealed to my hostess.“Not a chance,” she said. “Better give in graciously.”So I did. Underwear, shirts, pants, socks. It was a decent-sized bundle.Lunch was fried chops and bread. In the afternoon I tried to work out where the aborigine camp was. It was near the Oonagie Sandhill about 200 kilometres from the Station. I could see it taking three days to get there on foot. The Outback guide said just over nine hours by motor bike.The. ” Taking her words to heart, I begin pulling out and thrusting back in very slowly, moving almost all the way out then delicately back in until my tip touches her cherry. I reach up and begin working her left boob, rolling the nipple between my fingers. She is soon drawing short breaths and is moaning quietly.“Come on David, I’m ready, just put it all the way in. I can handle it. I want it! I need it!” and other similar things were being said in rapid fire, she’s literally begging me to fuck.