As i strut to the chair you and S return to kissing. I watch as your hand works its way over her legs and up her body.She responds, opening her legs m...re. Your hand then creeps between her legs and up her thighs. her breathing changes and she begins to flush as you find her now soaked knickers.you pull them to one side rub her wet pussy and then plunge your fingers into her. She takes a huge gasp. I’m now bursting out of my knickers and starting to touch myself.My wife helps you get your pants. In an instant I had reversed our position. Now Sarah was on her back, legs wrapped around me while I was over her, and I kissed her again. Now I pulled her up into a sitting position, on the edge of the couch, legs spread while I knelt on the floor, taking in the display. I had been with plenty of other girls, and eaten many pussies, but non of them were ever first timers. It was beautiful, I barely had to do much for her to respond, I blew on her pussy and she moaned loudly. This time I wasnt. She certainly seemed rough and tough enough to be a survivor but females in the middle of wars never had a certainty of good treatment when desperate men are looking for a respite from the horrors of war.I knew she appreciated my concern but she didn't make a big deal out of it and I was relieved because I didn't want any entanglements in a time period where I didn't belong.We made our way south rapidly because there were pockets of Confederate resistance behind the Union lines in every. Both the primary and secondary theories are explained to them, as well as pointing out that the treatment is rather extreme, stripping them of some of their basic humanity, like having a name, wearing clothing, or being able to contact the outside world, to simulate death.The facility has a long hallway. On the end closest to the lobby, is the trial room where people can try the first stage of the treatment for up to a week. They can keep their names and keep their clothes on. There's a green.