Get on top so I can suck your tits while you bounce on my cock!”“Horny bastard!” she giggled. Marilyn did as I asked, and we screwed our way to ... mutually happy conclusion. Only then did I let her turn off the light, and I spooned up behind her and threw an arm around her as we drifted off to sleep.We woke up our usual time and dined out in the sunshine the next morning. Charlie was up then, too. We didn’t see the twins until almost noon, and they looked like death warmed over. They moaned and. "You know, Sarge, the usual sort of tart: big Bristols, long legs, and long hair." I asked him if she was young or old, or if she had a name."You know, Sarge, them lights in The Kettle are really dim, she could have been a teeny-bopper or a grab-a-granny. I think Jazzer called her Ingrid, or Helga, or it might have been Gerda."I made a mental note to get Clarky off my platoon as soon as possible, the man was a moron–he certainly was no Superman.I found a photograph of Jazzer in the platoon. Quick as a flash Andy appeared and looked at the two of us, Fiona naked and me wearing lingerie and even though I do say it myself looking pretty hot!Andy whistled & said that I looked simply stunning & quickly added that Fiona did too. He told me to walk around the room so I did in my best girly style, hips swinging slightly and my lips slightly pouted. He told me to bend over & slapped me on my bum & told Fiona to give me a spanking as he was sure I deserved one. Fiona started spanking me,. Not lose enough for me to slip out of but not so tight that they bothered me. He leaned into me and kissed me, our tongues dancing together before finally he drew away. He looked me in the eyes and raised one eyebrow, I nodded again.Gathering up the bundle of rope I saw that it was actually four pieces of the same length. He took each piece and with quick hands soon had one end of each tied to each one of the cuffs. He tugged on them a bit testing the knot and I felt the first quivers of.