?Now then bitch, I?m going to take your gag out. Scream if you want, we?re totally soundproofed, but me and the boys don?t like a lot of noise.? He tr...ced the knife along my throat, drawing a small line of blood that he licked off ?Understand cunt??I nodded. Anything to get the gag out. He reached behind my head, unbuckled it and yanked it out. I swallowed a few times to get some moisture back into my mouth. It didn?t work. ?Water? I croaked out. Jon and the others laughed.?Honey, you?ll get. With luck we'll have our corridor open within thirty minutes and then we can start moving enough men in here to force our way past those final positions."Jeff Creek had his M-24 pointed out toward the rear of the pillbox, the magnification on his goggles set at high. In his view was the face of one of the WestHem marines on the top level of the position. He was peeking slightly out around the corner of the opening, thinking that he was safe from being shot. He was so wrong. Jeff itched to pull. I slowly pulled one strap of my tank top down, exposing my breast. He must of felt me move because at that moment he turned over and threw an arm over me, his hand unknowingly cradling my breast in his hand. I felt my nipple grow hard against his palm, silently urging him to squeeze. Only if he knew how much he was teasing me and how wet he was making me. I wanted his huge cock in me, fucking my cunt almost viciously. I wanted to feel his hot, throbbing shaft deep inside me, pounding me into. Still rubbing between my legs and feeling my wetness you pull my skirt up over my thighs and up over my cheeks. You slid my thong to one side and starting from the top, sliding a finger down until you found my hole and slowly pushed your finger deep inside, slowly moving it in and out and then another finger. I sighed at the feeling, the excitement was building. I wanted your cock but as I went to unzip you, you pulled me forward, grabbing a handful of hair and pushing me.