.. there is something there ... something ... missing... It flooded in. He'd been reliving a small battle he had fought, one of the skirmishes near Tu...tletown. One of his men had been stitched by a machine gun and Hitch had tried to drag the man back to cover. He'd lost his grip with all the blood, struggling to get him again, the man starting to cry out in agony, screaming for help. Hitch tried again, and again, the machine gun sending hot lead zinging inches from his head. He couldn't reach. Home well after midnight, Anne let her hair down from the ornate crown her aunt's maid had fashioned with a set of horn combs, sat before her dressing table in her undergarments, brushed out her bright auburn curls and looked at her image, still excited from having been pawed and praised by dozens of young men as she was whirled through dance after dance. Her feet and ankles ached.On the tray in the front hall, there had been a blank card from a "Wm Fields" who suggested in pencil scrawl that. She took off her blouse, then her bra, her breasts were bigger than I had imagined, they bounced down. She stopped and then she unzipped my jeans. By this point my cock was throbbing, she pulled down my jeans and then my boxers. My cock thrust out ready for her pussy and she held it and started to masturbate me. My cock was so hard and there was pre cum coming out. I unzipper her jeans and pulled them down over her nice hips. I could see her nice bottom in the mirror behind her, she was wearing. I have gotten off to her many times in the past but this weekend would prove to be one to remember. She arrived about 10:30 am and immediately came in and gave me the biggest hug. I was thinking to myself, how has she changed in a few short weeks. She really hasn't but I saw her in a different light this time. Her tits seemed to double in size. At least a full C up. After her and dad talked for a bit, she asked if we could go swimming. I told her I had some running around to do and then we.