Must be my imagination.I wasn't going anywhere so I lay back and relaxed, biding my time before I could use my healing again. Tomorrow was going to be...nasty; unless most of the soldiers fled, I would end up having too many and not enough hung. I planned on relying on their selections as to the worst. The rest were going to be tasked with cleaning that house. That was punishment in itself.Heh. They are going to hate me. The barracks are going to reek of burnt flesh for a while. And that house,. It seemed like everyone would be able to tell. The attraction was undeniable and I was worried that everyone would know. I am a married woman, I shouldn’t be feeling this way. With my husband and kids at home, this was starting to be a way for me to escape for an hour from my daily life. The butterflies, the tingling in my vagina, it was like I was single for an hour twice a week and, if I am totally honest, I was loving every minute.Appointment 9Appointments four to eight were more of the. Mary was wearing a little jump suit which outlined her breasts and hips really nice, she undid the shoulder straps and let it fall to the floor, she wasn’t wearing a bra and her lovely soft its bobbed around as she stepped out of the shorts; Robs eyes fixated on her beautiful young body as Mary lay back on the couch, Rob then dropped his shorts and under pants to reveal a huge stiff cock almost twice as big as mine, Mary’s eyes lit up at the site of his massive cock and she raised her knees up. She feels sorry for Chelsea and doesn’t want to laugh, but the sight is so ridiculous. “You must’ve landed in a bad mud puddle. You’re going to have to take off everything. Here’s the soap, & the hose and nozzle are down there. Put your clothes in this bucket” She hands Chelsea a bottle of soft soap and a bucket and points to the right. “I’ll wait inside so I don’t get sprayed and so the towel stays dry.”Chelsea is sincerely grateful. “Thank you so much; I appreciate this so much.” She puts her.