Fixing the Cokes was very quickly forgotten, as Sherri motioned me over closer to the bed.I stood there right in front of her and stared up and down h...r naked body for a few more moments, not sure what I dared to do next. Then Sherri whispered, “Do you want to touch me?”She didn’t wait for me to answer but grabbed my hand and brought it to her right breast. She separated out my first two fingers and placed them firmly against her hard nipple.With two fingertips, I alternately rubbed across. She giggled again and started back-pedaling to get away from his advance, but of course the water's resistance made any escape impossible. Soon he was upon her, and he latched on to her legs, pinching her thighs in playful bites that made her yelp. He popped out of the water facing her, water streaming from his dark curly hair, his hands at her hips. "You PINCHED ME!" she squealed. "Who, ME?!" He feigned innocence, and then pinched her again, this time on her fantastic ass. "You. Greetings from the tribe, a lot of brown skin offset by white clothing.Bingo, finding Maria on the floor of an old stone church, crowning.Baby Jesus is here. Administer the ilotycin eye medication in order to prevent possible blindness.Good news, Maria wants to show her appreciation. She gives the newborn to the Priest to hold. Takes my hand and leads me down to the river. Puts down a serape on the green grass and pulls me down.Wait, something is missing.“Hombre, where is your dick!” ~ ~ ~ ~ ~. Dust was kicking up around me as the bullets sought out my flesh once more. I made another lunge and then rolled into the ditch beside the Platoon Sergeant. I pulled his battle dressing open and tried to cover the wound on his head. He had a nasty bump on his forehead. I didn’t see any other wounds. Damn my hip hurts like a mother. Shit, is it getting dark already? I opened my dressing and tried to cover the worst of my wounds. ‘Medic,’ I screamed once more. Crap, I’m so tired. I can’t believe.