He's training us like we're going to war, and it just doesn't fit what I know." I see," said the colonel non-committally."Actually, he's overtraining ...us," Zo continued, encouraged. "If we really were going to war we'd be leaving our war in the training room. Every day is drill, drill and more drill, and he's big on hand-to-hand, I guess because he's damn good at it himself. At one time or another he's beat up on every one of us, me included, sent a couple of my troopers to the infirmary. But he. The fresh air felt great. I turned around and looked into the livingroom thru the picture window. I could see both sisters working hard inside the house. They were illuminated very well with the worklights and Sissys chest was becoming soaked with sweat. I had purposely given her my thinnest old t shirt and it was paying off big time. It was still almost 90 out even at midnight now. I figured the girls could not see me in the dark out in the front yard. I pulled my cock and balls out the top of. Slipping on my gloves I was digging holes next to my house to plant the lovely rose bushes that were my favorite. I felt quite naughty bent over in my skimpy bottoms, but the neighborhood was so quiet, and I had always enjoyed showing off my tight body. My 36 D tits swayed back and forth as I pressed the dirt around the flowers. In my position my bikini bottoms started to work their way farther up my ass and I couldn't help but start to feel them rub against my little slit. I was getting. I tried to find girls with similar faces to hers which wasn’t easy given I had only looked at her a few seconds. Finally I stumbled on one that I thought kind of looked like her. It was a face-fuck vid. “Perfect”, it’s about the only thing I actually did see of her. Then it started again…“Boom…boom…boom” the slow methodical beating. This time I got up and pressed my ear against the wall, trying to listen to as much as I could. Once again finding myself naked, listening to someone else having.