As I write this, I can safely say that we're pretty close, and as my story unfolds you'll understand exactly what I mean.After Carla was killed I beca...e even more afraid of the hostile citizens of Iraq. I have a light completion and almost white-blonde hair, which makes me, stand out like a beacon. Being a female in the military makes the indigenous males stair whenever I'm out in public.You can't imagine the bond that forms when you and your fellow troopers are placed in harms way and you. Together they lifted Adele above the 12 inch wrist thick Phallus and lowered her pussy on to it. Once the tip was in Adele, Beth sprayed the shaft with lubricant and she and Chuck forced Adele downward.They released Adele’s legs which flopped down but failed to reach the floor impaling her on the huge cock. Beth began to turn the stool in circles slowly lowering it towards the floor. As Adele’s toes touched ground she took as much weight off her pussy as she could. As her feet touched flat Beth. She lifted herself up off him and repositioned herself before sliding slowly down on his cock.“Yes, oh God I fucking love it like this.”That means they must have done it before!“Ooh fuck yes, it’s so fucking big,” she squealed. “Take me to bed darling, carry me like this.”His thigh muscles bulged as he stood up, with my wife impaled on his cock.“Oh God yes.” She bit his neck and crossed her ankles behind his back as they walked slowly upstairs, I might as well not been there for all the notice. Daya stepped past the crowd who were now clustered around Bets and Dave. She glanced back at her friend, bemused. Then Daya’s eyes turned to us and settled on Helen and her look hardened.Helen released my hand and grabbed her bottle by the neck, tugging it from my loose grip. She swung it, bottom outwards, towards Daya: the sign of the younger girl currying with the older. They started talking, cautiously at first, and soon I was forgotten, Daya being more advantageous to befriend, perhaps,.