She had stopped masturbating and watched me shocked. Steph? Are you alright? Did you hurt yourself? Everythings OK. Hui… that was an amazing orgasm�...� One of the best I had until now. Maybe because I could watch your finger fucking your little pussy. And no, I did not hurt myself. Sometimes it looks like pain but this was pure pleasure, believe me. Still a bit worried Sarah looked at me. Will this happen to me as well? I hope so. As I said this is one of the best feelings you can feel and I. I love it, I love cocks, but most especially I love sperm or cum, my imagination runs wild and I think mostly about being taken, about being dominated by these men and their powerful ‘weapons’. I sit their and become aware my thighs have spread and I think about what they must have been thinking about as they stroke their cocks looking at me as they do. This makes me so horny that I am compelled to put my hand to my hairy mound, as if I have no will, and press hard around it. I often start a. Next was an elderly lady who proclaimed in a quavering voice she’d never seen anything like it- magical she said as she described the fairy lights we’d hung over a tree. I pushed Mavis away and on my knees unbuttoned her shorts as she began to pull my shirt up my back. A child was next and he was excited, talking about Santa, Christmas and the artificial snow we’d thrown over a tree. I pulled Mavis’s shorts down and she stepped out of them as I looked at her pussy. She must have taken her. The next morning, we were rudely awakened by our barracks sergeant. The troops were lined up in a column and ‘marched’ out the door while I was held back. I was told to wait and a jeep would be by to take me to the base exchange. [VERY odd]. No one was telling me what was going on, just leaving me to contemplate my navel. Soon, I heard a jeep honk and went out to meet it. I was TOLD to ‘please’ sit in the back by another corporal. Hey! If they wanted to chauffeur me around, I wasn’t going to.