Col. Caldwell had to retire, for his poor handling of the affair, and if you had been here, you could have been sure of a major's commission. You were...promoted to brevet-major in absentia, for your courageous leadership at Balaclava, and they would love for you to accept the insignia should you ever find your way back home.Your saviour, Lance Sergeant Malone, was awarded the Victoria Cross after the war. This new medal was chartered to honour the bravest of our soldiers for unselfish acts of. She smiled big, "That's what I thought." she said as she now pulled my dick out of my boxers.Her warm hand slowly stroking me felt so good, I prayed she would never stop.She began to kiss me, and I kissed back.We started off slow, but became more and more passionate over just a few minutes."I haven't able to sleep over the past couple hours with your hard cock begging for some attention from me."I couldn't even believe that this was happening, that my own sister had been turned on by dick. My erection flexed at the excitement I felt. It looked like an impossible fit, yet I knew she could take me. Thrilling!Her hand reached down to hold my shaft, obscuring the view.“I want to watch,” I murmured, caressing her slender thighs.Amelia smiled, removed her hand, and, with body movements only - side to side, up and down – worked my crown into her. A tight, very tight embrace squeezed me, so arousing. With just the crown penetrating her, the sight was even more arousing; a thick cock. I let up, and looked into his eyes.“Come on man, it’s cool. You’ve done this before, even if you didn’t know it.”His face showed confusion, but I ignored it. I went back to kissing him, kicking my shoes off as I went. I lowered my body onto his, so that we were pressed together, him still trying to stop me. When I stopped again, he asked me to stop and leave him alone. I refused of course. I was already in this far, I was getting what I was there for.I stripped off my shirt, shorts and socks,.