I moved my hands from back to her boobs. I started fondling her boobs, caressing n twitching nipples. I could feel her nipples getting hard. “Your t...ts are so beautiful. I really have never seen tits like these in my life” I said. She just said “hmmm”.I then diverted my attention to the hot and damp spot between her legs. I ripped her panties off and threw them on floor. She was taken aback by my sudden and aggressive move. I was glad to see that she has shaved her cunt and it looked yummy. Now. Colonel Karif moved to stand behind Carol Hasani’s Chair. He ran his hands down over her upper body and brought a stifled cry of pain from her as he cupped her breasts so his thumbs could flick across the bullet hard tips.‘Again,’ he said quietly and the teenage girl in front of them bowed back in a arc of pain as another scream of agony echoed round the room. Carol screamed too as the colonel gripped her nipples and squeezed them between forefingers and thumbs. He waited until Fatima released. I lay beside the milky-skinned Nord, exhausted, fur coverings thrown aside, allowing the night to cool my dark, sweat-sheened skin inside the benighted tent. I withdrew a bare leg from across hers, moved her arm from my heaving stomach; further contact was too intense just now. Yet, she hardly seemed fatigued, her breathing barely quickened. I could not believe it – after what we had just done? “H-How?” I demanded, which she took as a response to her query. The odours of sex and sweat-drenched. The light didn't go on, but I heard my friend get out of bed and say "why have I got to sleep on the floor?". "Cuz my mates are stopping over that's why now get in with your mate, or sleep downstairs, do what you want but they're having your bed!" Then I heard someone go into the cupboard and opening my eyes, I could vaguely see the outline of my friend pulling a duvet behind him as he stomped, complaining, out of the door. The light went on! I shut my eyes fast and pretended to be asleep in.