So in the tradition of many women and in an effort to please my wife I figure payback is only fair, not to mention she has sprayed our bed enough that...she would never know if I simply curse and grunt a few times like I am orgasming myself.'My god James that was amazing, what got into you tonight? You jerk off a couple times before you come to bed, or were you over at the girlfriends instead of work today?' As Jane laughs at the long standing joke between us about my having a girlfriend or her. "Did you ever hear tell of a colonel in the adjutant's office name of Forbes?" I asked him as we both watched large birds wheel overhead, hawks of some kind. I had found it hard to get the lovely blonde out of my mind, and I was sore as hell, wasted. My balls ached."Forbes, don't tell me you met his wife? Lord, I should have warned you," the captain said, hitting me a friendly blow on the shoulder."His wife, the young filly with the golden hair?" I gestured with my hands to show her enticing. ’ What’s up’ he called as he struggled to sit up, ‘Down boy,’ Betsy laughed, ‘I think you’ve had too much doctoring?’ Dave found himself laughing at their obvious happiness. ‘This is what I wanted’ he thought as the banter around the table created a wonderful family atmosphere. Lunch had been served on the trestles under the canvas. The lunch was a hoot, everyone laughing and enjoying themselves. The tide continued to flood in while they ate. They didn’t notice how quick it rose until it. Someone was occupying both stalls next to her. She panicked for a moment. How could she finger herself to la petit mort while she was in close proximity with two strangers? Somehow the horror of her situation only turned the crank up on her loin heat. She sat on the commode, after having pulled down the complicated mechanism of her black outfit. The skirt that it came with landed unceremoniously around her ankles, which was uncharacteristically unhygienic for her. Her gray panties had turned a.