Susan nodded and licked her lips.Dirty weapons, filthy uniforms, ghastly latrines, and little discipline. I found what I had expected, but the men loo...ked reasonably well-fed and some said they were eager to get back in the fight. I shared one group's mess and as night fell, made my way back to the farm house where a light stood in the window.Susan grabbed me as I came through he door, mashing her lean body to mine, clawing at me. "We thought you had left," she cried, hugging me fiercely,. I used it carefully, started with her shoulders and arms, then continued with her torso. She moaned and closed her eyes, some tears welling from them. But even though she cried she obviously enjoyed the touch of the warm sponge immensely. Her nostrils flared as if she wanted to inhale every last bit of that soapy smell. And when I took her collar off and cleaned her grimy neck she even produced a purring sound. She bit down on her gag hard right after that as if she expected a punishment.. Now repeat what you just said, you rattled off everything like a machine gun"."Sorry mate", was the now more controlled voice. "I said you best come down to the club. Burt has bought this 'bird' that has been hanging around of recent times. He mentioned her last week after the game. You remember the one he said had 'melons for tits', but the appearance of a dog".Trevor let his mind drift back to that afternoon a week back where Burt had mentioned a woman hanging around the club after a game.. As she opened the bedroom door she stopped dead in her tracks, “Hi”, it was Amy’s voice. “it sounds like you enjoyed that”. My girlfriend stood as stiff as a statue. “I got so turned on listening you the two of you fucking I had to play with myself” Amy continued, “I don’t know how I didn’t wake Debs up, I think I get a bit loud when I’m cumming”. My girlfriend replied we hadn’t heard anything and Debs had had a good bit to drink so she probably didn’t hear anything. Amy’s head appeared around.