He was smaller than Kelly about 5 ft 7 but almost as broad as he was tall. Sarah spoke to him in the local dialect. He smiled at her turned his back a...d before Kelly could say anything he lifted his T-shirt over his head and then he dropped his shorts. Kelly despite her better self could not help but look he had a beautiful body, strong muscular thighs and powerful buttocks. He stood in front of her looking like a body builder his black muscles glistening and shiny. He turned round. Kelly. He could not wait to get in and hung the blue sign outside. He saw the pink sign hanging on the door of the other booth. He knew the slave was inside. Inside his booth, was a small chair and some towels in one corner! There was a hole cut in the wall between the two booths covered with the thick layer of black velvet around it. He knew, all he had to do was to push his steel hard cock through the hole to the other side. It was his first time at any gloryhole and did not know what to expect but. They rubbed gently at first, but as her breathing grew faster, their motion did too. He slid one finger delicately inside of her. "Oh!" she moaned. He brought his head up to look at her, and kissed her again. His finger slid in and out of her, each time it was getting easier and easier. "You're getting very wet, mi amore," he said. Elena blushed again and went to cover herself. "Sorry...I..." No, no," he chuckled. "It is a good thing. It is a very good thing. The more wet the lady, the bigger. The platoon and company officers were all struck dumb when the brass asked questions and were always losing little pieces of equipment. The Brig wasn't that stupid — his casualty rates were the lowest the Brigade had sustained during the rotations and he knew why. So for about three weeks the Brig parked himself on a small hill with a com set overlooking the compound other than for his office time. He comes down, clears out the com office for about an hour and then calls an officer conference.
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