Two mystery soldiers d**g the doomed soldier down the hillto the jeep. The remaining mystery soldiers would move behind a restrainedsoldier, reach ar...und, undo the soldier's pants, squat down, undo thesoldier's boots, remove the boots, remove the pants, and then finallyreplace the soldier's boots. After Smith friend was stripped the leads werethen tied to his ankles just like Smith. Straffi paced around inspectinghis handiwork. When Straffi's back was turned to part of the circle,. Before we go in the last shop R says she has to go toilet to dry off a bit - she is soaked.We go in the last shop, R is almost breathless with anticipation - she tries on a couple of pairs of shoes as before then finds a pair of boots again but these are higher - just coming over her knee - this time the assistant is more our age.Standing up R puts them on but doesn't zip them up - she swivels around a bit then starts to pull the zip up - he is stood watching and asks if she would like a hand.I. “What's wrong, sweetie?” my wife asked, putting her arm around our daughter's shoulders.I tensed. Did she remember? Did she know we fucked her? Betty had cleaned up most of my cum, but I had fired so much into her sweet snatch. What if more leaked out while she slept? What if she were sore down there?What if I hurt her?“Mom, I feel funny down there,” Tiffany said.“Down where, sweetie?” Betty asked in her motherly voice, completely unconcerned.My ears burned. My stomach tensed. “Um, this sounds. I was certain Katie was just as new to this land as we were. I wanted to kiss my wife like I had never kissed her before. I wanted to kiss her till she could feel me in her bones. I wanted to kiss her till kissing was all that mattered. Like Cee, I wasn’t doing what I was doing to make a statement to Katie. I was doing the most honest thing I could do. That’s what made it a statement. The love between me and Cee was the ingredient that made this connection with Katie right the way it was right..