‘Anything from the listening post, Sergeant?’ ‘Nothing, sir.’ ‘Who’s out there?’ ‘Mathews and Duhon.’ ‘Good men. Keep me updated, ...ergeant. Keep your heads down. Carry on,’ Stewart patted the sergeant on the back as he headed down the trench. ‘I’ll don’t like officers but I’d follow that one to bloody Hell,’ the Sergeant said to Jackson. Stewart continued down the trench. Most of the company was in their dugouts but there were a few posted on watch. The report was the same at every post. The. The glossy softness of her juicy lips immediately provides respite to my lips and feels like the first drop of water on the earth dried for ages.Slowly, I start to move my lips and she responds with the equal slowness and with every passing second, the growing passion takes the kiss on the next level. Wildly, I claim her mouth to mine and my tongue starts exploring her mouth and extracting her juices.The deeper the kiss goes the tighter she holds me in her embrace tossing her breasts restlessly. Although Melanie, Tara, Zoe and Emmy had remained at the table, Susan had drifted over to watch the action through the doorway."What is he doing?" she asked. "She's flashing him like its Mardi Gras or something." It's none of your business," Tara pointed out."Like hell it isn't," Susan replied. "I was his friend before he even knew the rest of you existed." Yeah, and a true friend you've proven to be," Melanie hissed. "Now sit down or I will sit you down. I'm getting pretty fucking tired of. All the time you continue to move the vibe rhythmically into and out of my sheath. My orgasm by this time building to an extent that would soon register on the Richter scale, I groan pushing my wet petals onto the vibe, feeling your fingers probing my tight but accommodating bottom.Licking the precum carefully from your cock, I continue. 'I was laying here, the breeze was nice through the window, it made my nipples kinda stiff.' 'You little slut!' you growl. I shudder in response, the fire in.