‘Captain, the girl needs to be unclothed of the soaked garments and I need to warm her quickly before the chill reaches her bones.’ Valour didn�...t know why he stopped a man he trusted dearly, and no less admired, but as the captain looked to the hungry and frightened eyes of his men he couldn’t stand by and let them see something they would appreciate too much. Valour was a hard man. From his youth he had been dealt an unlucky hand. His father had been a captain before him, a cruel and. That meant that our return home took longer than expected, but I figured that it was worth the delay.When we got home, we walked into a conference room instead of the usual hotel lobby. OK, Voice, here we are. What can we do for you?Please sit down, Gentlemen. I have two men for you to meet. They are to replace your losses since you hit the Normandy beach. Gentlemen, please meet Jasper Hawthorn and Mason Bennett. Both men are veterans of the North Africa campaign, but neither one has had any. Slowly the effect of alcohol started to take over her and me. She started to get emotional again over her recent break up and started to cry. I tried to convince her by patting on her back. Suddenly she rested her head on my shoulder and told me that her boyfriend should have been like me. Then she wiped her tears and gave me a hug. In the moment of heat, I gave her a kiss and quickly stepped back. She pulled me to her side and gave me a kiss.We hugged each other tightly and I started to run my. I sat back down. “Your turn,” I said.Carole stood and slowly, playfully, started to lift her sweater. “Come on, you little tease, show us your tits,” I called out. Carole pulled her sweater up and off.Man, she looked incredible. Those big natural tits bounced as they were set free. She dropped her sweater to the floor and brought her hands up to underneath her tits. Cupping them, she presented them to the both of us and smiled. “You like?” she asked with a giggle.“Fuck those things are great,”.