Still the expanding flesh burrowed between her legs, piercing into her, forcing itself deeper, filling her virgin passage. She was astounded to realiz... that as her panic increased, so did her passion. She grew enflamed with desire. Even as her mind filled with dread, her body grew tight with a carnal hunger and her vagina flooded with the liquid declaration of her lust. Like a flower, her vagina opened to him, aiding his descent into her very center. The speed of his penetration increased,. Fuck, if Patton could carry, I could too.Itty-bitty little Jackie went Cro-Magnon on me. She was packing an M79 grenade launcher and a 20-round ammo vest. I think she was an adrenalin junkie. I purely didn't want to know what would happen if she fired that thing, but I wasn't about to try and take it away from her. I think she'd been practicing mean.I found out that our mechanic, Pete, had watched too many Rat Patrol shows. He showed up in a WWII Jeep with a pintle-mounted FIFTY CALIBER MACHINE. And found him gazing at her — was he reading her mind? ‘Now that’s better, Caroline,’ he said. Confidence emanated from him like the heat from a bonfire. ‘Don’t think that you have some kind of advantage here just because we… did things, things that I don’t normally do,’ she warned him. She hoped her voice didn’t sound as uncertain and lost as she felt. He stood. Caroline was afraid — and hopeful — that he would walk toward her, but instead — he paced in self-assured steps on his side of the. Another place was the convent mess-room, where there would be a large twice-daily gathering of naked, shaved flesh, heads bent down in prayer before partaking of the meagre meals that the convent allowed the sisters. It was only here and, of course, in their cells or at work (if it were possible) that the nuns could ever talk to each other. Sometimes Sister Divine would contemplate the friendships that were known to the secular world and, of course, the sexual relationships sanctioned only by.