He said "you don't have to" I told him that it won't be a problem. He said "are you sure because you live the other way from me" I told him yea let's ...o so we started walking. We got to down the street and came upon a house that no one was living in. I told Derrick let's go inside that house He said "why, what for?" I said in a very low tone voice come on lets go in there and maybe I'll suck your dick thinking that he didn't hear me clearly. So I lead the way and Derrick followed. Of course, that then became a problem. Because, by then, the men didn't want them. They had all, every one of them, been socialising in distant local towns. They had met widows, there were lots of war widows around then, girlfriends, often even other servicemen's wives and daughters, and returned to their town no longer having a need for the fickle, cheating town's women.That's when the men began a form of guerrilla warfare against the fickle ones. Many of the local men had died overseas, and. And so was Clarence.” I went to rip off the tape but she stopped me. “I’m almost done. Save your questions.”“So you can probably imagine that we became competitive. Clarence later told me that he liked both of us, but as far as I concerned, he didn’t even matter. I wanted him, and that was all I cared about. I started getting jealous every time he paid her even the slightest amount of attention. I started looking for ways to push her out of the picture.“One night I got a little drunk at a party. This was only his second time having sex with a woman but he remembered what he did with Cuilwen. He thrust his hips forward in rythm, going a bit slow. Margaux was a bit tighter than Cuilwen. Margaux moaned a bit in pleasure. Mikhail was glad he wasn't going to be scolded this time. He went a bit faster, as her legs wrapped around him and as she began to let out little squeals of delight. He thrusted harder and deeper, Margaux's tiny breasts jiggling to the rymth. Mikhail groaned and Margaux.