Those damned bastards had found the perfect bomb carriers! What GI could resist a little girl who wanted to give him a flower? The troops had gotten s...art enough that they would not let an adult, man or woman, come that close, but we never seemed to learn when it came to children, particularly little girls with flowers!There was nothing for it, but we must sweep the village again. As sergeant, I was stuck with leading the door-to-door search of all 15 hovels in that God-awful little town out in. Jeanne was the first to hear the unfamiliar purr of the large diesel as it edged through the tight gateway leading to the house. She had just enough presence of mind to shout up to Marianne who was closeted with Jean-Claude as usual, and then to open the front door to the bundle of very excited Josette that hurled herself into Jeanne's outstretched arms.When a slightly dishevelled Marianne appeared, Josette did not seem to notice her sister's condition, but she was also hugged and kissed with. Me: “It all went sort of black – sorry Brian. I could still feel your cock – it was massive and pumping”. Shocked: “did you cum in me? I hope the condom didn’t burst”. Now angry: “Have you ever had this effect on vulnerable young girls before”?Brian laughed “vulnerable? – you were begging for it, and so was that slut at football”.Amy bit his arm. “Sorry - a highly over-sexed girl with great legs (and tits) who kept coming to our five-a-side football practice matches. She and a few of her mates. Occasionally, the phone would come back around and the guys would ask me to pose still with the cock in my mouth, or smile for them as they took pictures. I was not thinking much, and I smiled and posed for them so they could take pictures. One guy asked to to push my ass a bit higher so he could take a picture. I popped it up for him. A little later, a guy asked me to show off my boobs, so I held them up so he could get a good picture. I did bot realize at the time, some of those were not.