With my body pressing up against her, she instantly rolled over and said she needed sleep. I would have loved to flip her over and stuck my dick in he... ass, just to see the surprised looked on her face, when it slipped in without any trouble after fucking Nick's black monster.I told her to get some sleep and that I'd see her in the morning. I didn't sleep much that night. Everything I'd seen kept going through my mind. The more I thought about it, the madder I got. I just needed to move very. It wasn't unusual for someone who spent that much time over in the sandbox. I'd met a number of fellow officers who'd adopted their British comrades' mannerisms and speech patters; it was hard not to. Say what you want about the Brits but their officers were professional, competent and as cool under fire as a block of ice; they breed them that way I think. There was a lot to admire in our islander cousins and it had a tendency to rub off. I smiled and he smiled back but there was very little. Oh shit! The shooter had dogs too! Now Steve was fucked. And he knew it. The barking grew louder until the dogs emerged out of the tree line. One was a Doberman and the other was a Siberian husky. They slowly got closer to Steve, snarling. Then they lay down around him, staring at him. Waiting for him to die. Or the signal to attack. Steve looked at them, resigning himself to death. But when the signal came, a whistle, he still screamed and tried to fight. But he never had a chance. Those dogs. 00am and we had a coffee and got to chatting and she told me that she had made sure that everything was clean but she still had a biblical sized bush. I have always maintained a smooth persona so I volunteered to take the bush away and expose her pussy.Sylvia was not sure about this because she felt that George would notice! I told her that George would definitely notice it if the bush had been there all their married life disappeared; I told her to tell him that she had been reading about.