I replied "My white tank top and pink thong." "No bra or jeans?" he asked. "nope :)" I said. I was hoping he was as turned on as I was. "Hmm, I'll tel...l you what, send me a quick pic to get me through the night and I'll thank you tomorrow" "Hehe ok" I replied as I ran to the bathroom. I stood in the mirror examining my body. I hooked my thumb into the side of my thong and pulled it down a little, I tilted my head, bit my lip and took the picture. I loved the way my 32 D tits looked without a. She almost never repeats an outfit, so I shudder to think how large her closet must be, or what she spends on clothes. So her, "That old thing!" comment was amusing, both in its total inaccuracy and it's perfect cliché-ness. But I refused to respond to it, for the reason already given.Pat succumbed to her irresistible genetic urge, and pulled Lily's dress out to have a better look at it. During the conversation that resulted from Pat's checking out of Lily's outfit, I was tempted to go check. T." he said, before turning his rifle down to the cave entrance.We took six friendlies out of that cave: four teachers - a mixed group of American and Brit women, a badly beat up Gunnery Sergeant, and a dead Lance Corporal. One of the women looked like she'd been treated in an unfriendly manner - her clothes were nearly cut off her and she had some nasty bruising on her belly and breasts, one eye blackened and swollen.We got them all back: five miles on foot to our rendezvous with transport,. “Give it to me good….Come on nigger give it to me….” Keith could tell the way Peter’s body tensed up that he was going to cum soon. Peter had said something about Michelle being on the pill now and he was so glad she was. Keith by this time had his hand inside his pants stroking his cock as he watched his gorgeous little wife servicing her black boss.Michelle kept moaning breathing heavier by the second. Peter’s body looked tense now and Keith knew that black bull was going to explode any.