Somer was getting very hard. Julie moaned adding vibrations to the sensations. Somer held her head down on his cock and his deep rapid breaths precede...d his own fireworks bursting deep in her throat. Julie held his shaft half in her mouth and suckled, swallowing the sperm that remained on her tongue. Somer’s mind swam in the post orgasm glow. Julie crawled up beside him. They lay quiet as Somer cooled down from his orgasm. They dozed. Somer awoke to the mattress shifting. It was Julie getting. I felt her fingers at my waistband, then as she dipped into my shorts, beneath my panties. I gasped as she cupped me, her fingers exploring the center of me. I was wet and very, very, horny. Jennifer sighed as she felt how wet I was. “I knew you were a little slut. I’ve know for a while but this confirms it for me. Your pussy is soaking wet. You like me taking charge don’t you Joyce?” I nodded wordlessly. She kissed me again then again, her fingers stroking my pussy. It felt so damn good. I. I could feel her thrash about under me. I could hear her groans and cries of pleasure. I knew these came from my actions. The very thought kept me hard. At length, I paused with only the tip of my still hard cock inside her. All my weight was on my forearms and toes. The only part of me touching her was my penis. Slowly, carefully, I teased her by easing my cock a tiny bit further inside. She looked up at my face and smiled coquettishly. I thrust back and forth a few centimetres at a time. She. For the officer in charge of the operation, the plan had the advantage of protecting the men in his own company while risking a handful of troops. Viet Nam was a numbers war. If recon was shot up, the casualties wouldn’t be figured against his unit’s body count. It was a scheme the men of recon knew all too well. They were the eyes and ears of the battalion and experts at operating alone on intelligence gathering operations. Ambushes, snatches, tracking, manning listening posts at night and.