Nevertheless you can come over shirtless.”Ajay walked over towards us, with a somewhat shameful face. It was then that I saw him fully. His trousers...hung till half his thighs. Above his waist line he was naked showing his cute navel, flat abdomen, small nipples on his flat white hairless chest. Down, his slender white legs was visible from virgin thighs to lower legs, where his feet were covered in blue socks. I felt something pure and fresh about this boy. Something yet to be explored. He. His mate Barry was the opposite, shyer, and liked taking pictures of me. Well, not just me, any girl really. Steve sometimes came along, grinning as I got my tits out, and giving me the look. You know the look. The look says, ‘hey I’m cool, I’m fun. I have a big cock’. Arrogant tosser.But he was fun, made me laugh, so we swapped numbers, had drinks, made out a couple of times and then ended up in bed. Steve was good in bed. No hang-ups, no weird kinks, liked a laugh and was a good kisser. We. My consent would ebb and flow with their crueldemands as if I were a leaf on a babbling brook. While a stone might drown,the leaf will float forever. True to the colonel's word, four hours and nearly a hundred rapes later heprovided me with a loaf of bread, sprinkled as crumbs on the soil all the wayfrom the officers' comfortable barracks to my brothel's shed. I was only touse my tongue to fetch the specks of food. However, he didn't stop me fromtouching my cunt as I ate my muddy line of a. As I walked back down the hall I heard James almost pleading with Chris, 'Can't you go and talk to her, man? Come on!' 'Talk to her yourself!' said Chris, pointing to me as I reappeared in the doorway. 'I think we're going to need this!' I said, waving a big bottle of lubricant, and grinning. James visibly relaxed, his face breaking into a smile again. 'You fucking bitch, that was cruel!' he scolded. 'Get over here with that!' said Chris, grabbing my arm and pulling me back to the couch. In my.