“But I promise I’ll make you happy and make sure you never feel lonely. A good master always takes good care of his slaves.”Her eyes watering bu... a look of happiness on her face, Alice reached out to him, as if asking for a hug. “Please let me be your slave,” she whimpered, while behind her, Holly wiped away a tear of happiness.Isaac leaned down and kissed her on the forehead, then readied the head of his cock against her wet pussy. He wouldn’t be able to go about this the same way as he had. The Sgt had seen action in Iraq and had been injured in an attack but he had a real love of the army and it's traditions. Pretty soon this was infectious and I gained a real insight into our army history and the love of it's traditions.I hadn't heard from Sandman for awhile he was over in the shit as he liked to put it. I worried for him but he was well trained and well as he said when your times up it's up.This was the first time I felt really stable I was studying for my degree, had set work. It's not you. Well, a bit, but ... God, there's no way you could know!" What?" Now the girl's curiosity was awoken. She rose on one elbow as well, long braid tossed out of the way behind her. Shanna grinned."Back home, in bad romance stories, people use the excuse of a massage to seduce someone." Oh." There was a hint of guilt in her voice. Shanna wasn't surprised to hear it. "Did it work?" If the writer of the story wanted it to, yes!" Shanna chuckled again. Reaching out, she poked Anelie's. "Just focus on my dick and relax."Roger was barely halfway inside me when another guy arrived."Guess the party moved up here," Mike said as he entered the room.Mike was the oldest member of the group, being only a few months on the other side of nineteen. He had long straw colored hair that reached the middle of his back and was tied in a ponytail. His face was angular and attractive, with a light brown goatee and moustache surrounding his friendly, generous mouth. Unlike the others, his 5' 11".