I had got to the point where I felt I couldn’t continue cumming, the sensations had my body numb, when the soap slipped from my fingers and floated ...nder the water. I lay there for about twenty minutes, in a post orgasmic apocalypse until I finally built up the strength to pull the plug from the bath and climb out. It wasn’t the first orgasm I had but definitely the best one in many years. As I climbed out of the bath, pins and needles in my feet were the first sign my nervous system had been. Sally grinned again, "now you have to go.. I'll be thinking about you."I groaned and went for the tent zip, tempted to open in revenge but she was two steps ahead of me and was already under her sleeping bag. I could still see her hand thrusting.I went outside and zipped the door up, hoping beyond hope that my juices weren't visible through my shorts.He chucked me the sun screen and I applied it, while picturing Sally fucking herself just through a thin bit of fabric. Rubbing my neck I got even. This was starting to look like more than an innocent swim with a friend. I didn’t answer Toni but just kept watching.“That’s George with Julie isn’t it?” “Yes, they have been having a swim together.”“They have no clothes on. That’s their swimmers near the ladder, isn’t it? They are kissing.”“Yes.”“Come on. I know a way to get down close to the pool where we should be able to see everything.”“How do you know that?”“Us girls used to perv on Harry with his little two-inch dick when I was in high. Maybe twenty at the oldest? She'd seemed young when you had met her, but that was a trait of her line. Back then, she had already been showing promises of beauty. Her hair had been copper coloured, and long. Vivid in tis colour. Her face had been refined, hinting at the adult she would become. You wondered if she had lived up to that promise? Well, you could certainly find out, couldn't you?Prisoners of war faced one of several fates, depending on their importance. For common soldiers, they.