He hated it. He could still picture the first gas casualties and groaned aloud at the vividness of the memory. Then it started to rain. He cursed. It ...ouldn't take much for the pulverised earth to turn to the strength sapping mud that was perhaps the greatest horror of all. You couldn't do anything about artillery; you either lived or died; or you were driven mad by the noise and pain and terror. The mud you had to live with. It drew your strength as though you were being bled. It rotted your. I sucked on them hard and licked on her hard nipples, sucking on them as well. I lifted her up and planted her ass on the guardrail. Cynthia slowly let her mules slip off her feet allowing them to sound like bricks on impact. I spread opened her legs apart and lifted up her denim skirt. It was no surprise she had no underwear underneath. She was ready for me. Ready and waiting. Now my famous pussy eating technique had begun. . By now I was really starting to squirm. As a final touch, Uncle chose a small vibrator from my collection and inserted it into my wet and hungry pussy, turning it on to its lowest setting. The buzz was almost silent but I could feel it working slowly inside me, not enough to satisfy, just enough to make me want more. “Kneel!” Uncle ordered. I knelt before them, and was not exactly surprised to see Uncle unzipping his trousers. Dad saw and followed suit quickly, almost eagerly. Two firm. Show Mamahow much it hurts by cutting one of her tits off or de-lippingher pussy fold. Yessss. Back to the girls, arse fuck, maybe even get them to suckme off promising I?ll let them go if they do a good job, and telling them ifthey bite me I?ll cut them into little pieces.Which I aim to do, anyway, but Hope SpringsEternal and all that crap, so the little Darlings lap my prick for me likesex-starved nymphos. Then look really dis-appointed when I carry on beating and cutting theirnaked flesh..