Jazzer Cartwright hadn't been in the platoon long enough for his fellow squaddies to get to know much about him."When he first joined the platoon he v...sited the Copper Kettle with a couple of his section, " said Corporal Cheddy Gunn. "According to Clarky Kent he's now down there most nights, wrapped around one of the tarts."Kent was on guard, so I went across to the guardroom and found out from him that Jazzer had been going down to the Copper Kettle every night that he was off duty; it seemed. She is rolling on the bed. I kiss my way up her inner thigh. I cross over her mound not stopping and ravish the other leg. She is pushing her mound up to catch my attention. I cup her mound with my hand putting one finger in her slit. She is dripping wet. Her short hair is shiny with her juice. I rub my hand around her mound spreading the juice everywhere. She is moaning and begging me to enter her. I don’t. I rise up on my knees and push my rock hard cock in her face. She opens her mouth to. "She gave me the most sensual look I had ever encountered. With her lips pouting and her hips tilted, she said, "Jordan, the diversion I really want and what I'm going to get are entirely different. Entirely."I just stuttered, "Uh, yeah. OK."She responded pleasantly, "I'll call Cathy."Twenty minutes later, I heard the doorbell ring and went over to let Cathy in. Cathy was an average Southern pretty teenage blond. She carried a backpack. "Please come in. Brianna is upstairs second door on the. -Ok,bitch.What’s your name? -Lady Miemke. -Well lady there’s one thing you should now.We have all been in prison and we are known as very dangerous and violent freaks. -Yes I know that because I used to be married to the warden in that prison. -As I said,I always been attracted to guys like you.And I’m gonna be frank with you I have a hard sexdrive and I wanna get gangfucked and manhandled by real men like you. Well,the Lady looked good in his hot expensive fur and when she let it slip from her.