I had noted that the meanness of fighting in the south was not as visible in the north with the possible exception of some incidents of savagery with ...he treatment of prisoners of war in the area around the New York City area including the butchering of an entire complement of Maryland volunteers in the area of what is now present-day Queens.The British support elements had several infamous troopships converted into prisons for the tending of prisoners of war or suspected captured civilians. What the hell are you doing back here? “ And, “you’re not due back ‘til Monday.”“I just love my job,” I replied k**ding. “Actually, I forgot something in my locker, I lied. “I’ll grab it and go.”When nobody was looking, I scanned the charts. I saw a couple of potentials with private rooms. One was a guy that was a burn victim, like I was earlier. The other was a woman with a broken kneecap. She blew it out on a bike accident. I decided I’d try my cure-all on her to see if this healing. My cunt was wet with my own juices and I held Jeet tightly. Ramesh told me to open my mouth and started fucking my mouth, the other two were sucking my breasts and I was holding their cocks in my hands. After some time they changed their position and Jatin came on top of me. He almost crushed me with his weight. He found it difficult to fuck me because his huge tummy was coming in the way. After few humps he got up and Ramesh came on top of me and started fucking me. Meanwhile Jeet was. I didn't care what anyone thought; I didn't care about anything except being the vessel for every man in this room. The dancer was right in front of my face; his large cock bouncing inches from my lips. Without thinking I lifted my hands around his hard shaft pulling him closer. I couldn't believe I could be so shameless; to do such things in front of so many strangers. It was like I was being driven by a force beyond my control. All I could think of was the beautiful cock. I opened my mouth.