Kelly bowed her head, and arched her back, and with a strained and shuddering voice, she said, “Ryan, I’m close! I’m gonna cum soon.” It almos... sounded like a warning.“That’s great!” I answered, “Just go for it!” As excited as I was, and as good as it felt to fuck my own sister, somehow the thought of seeing her cumming was deliciously appealing, but Kelly lifted her head back, with that shuddering voice, and she said, “It feels so good,” taking another gasping breath, “Gotta cover my mouth,”. ” she started.“Corporal Jason Wardlaw at your service, miss,” our rescuer came to attention beside us and bowed. Kyle! No. There was no Kyle there. But I was sure this was the same soldier. What’s going on? Where’s Kyle?“Thank you, Corporal,” Miranda continued. Then she gasped. Just over Corporal Wardlaw’s shoulder there was an Indian dressed in buckskins. “There is a...”“My companion,” the Corporal said. “John Hamm is my translator and friend.”“I am pleased to meet you, Corporal. Mr. Hamm. I. When they reached the boathouse, Ginger opened the basket and took out three cans of beer, popped the tabs and handed them out.“Those little sneaks,” Sandy whispered, “I’ll bet they took that beer out of my fridge!”“You have a fridge?”“Um, yeah. Don’t you?”“Hell, no! How do you rate?”She shrugged, “I don’t know; maybe it’s because I’m over twenty-one and I can put beer in it.”“You are? Oh, yeah, I guess I knew that. I keep forgetting I’m just a kid. But I don’t see what that has to do with. The huge man grinned and said "Heh...well, you are a slutty little bitch aren't you?" With that, he left the stall.As I lay there, in the corner of the shower, cum dripping out of the corners of the mouth, I came, shooting my own seed all over my face and chest. As I lay there, moaning with pleasure, only one thought was running through my brain.I was a slutty little bitch. And I loved it.It had been a week since my first sexual experience in my dorm. I had a hard time keeping my mind off of.