His weight alone was a burden on her back, yet she kept her arms stiff and her legs locked into place and withstood the brutal assault, only wimpering...her longings, practically begging her canine lover to bury his shaft into her as deep as he could. She pushed back into each thrust, doing her best to get as much of that cock into her and as deep into her as she could get it. The tip brushed against her cervix with each thrust yet it never penetrated into it.Her eyes were closed as the canine. I suckled him like I was a yearling calf, and all the while I suckled, my head was bobbing up and down his shaft as I was driven forward and back by the man pounding himself into my ass.I don’t know how many men were in the barracks, but each of them had me at least twice before they went inside to sleep, leaving me alone in the darkness. Several other men, perhaps not even soldiers, made use of me through the night as I continued to moan, “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.”Near dawn two women, most. Hubby bent down a kissed my forehead, 'Gotta go, call you later', and that was it, he was gone, and I settled down to steal a few more minutes in the warmth of my duvet.I could feel my eyelids get heavy as I drifted off into the land of nod, my thoughts were bordering on the erotic, the female equivalence of hubbies 'morning woody', a hangover from an erotic dream or the need to pee, 'My hydraulic Erection', I would tease him, before inserting it into my open cunt and having a quick shag.I was. We ate lunch together at school once or twice each week, discussing diets and nutrition for swimmers. We were a pair, but never a couple, when I stopped swimming to concentrate on my school work, it was Em that I missed more than anything. We still met and talked in school of course, but within the year I was off to university and in terms of our being so close, that was just about that. *************** I was married for almost nine years, six of them very happy, three of them increasingly.