Our people were riding forward, all fat and sassy on trucks and APCs, until they were hit with devastating fire from automatic weapons and mortars. A ...lot of our guys were killed and wounded, a situation which made our people very mad! The return fire was from Southern Boys who were out for blood! We had no better weapons than the enemy, but we had years of hunting and fishing experience in the swamps around home just to make a living, so we were able to sneak up and kill a lot of the Damyankees. As he walked in I met him and the door and kissed him “welcome home baby” I said and gave him the glass of apple cider. We both drank it never taking our eyes off one another. Mmmmm that was good he said. Yes it was but it’s about to get even better I said and smiled and walk away to put the glasses down. Why don’t you take off your coat he said! Not now she answered. Tell you what you go take a shower and I will be right here when you’re done. Yeah that sounds nice, I’ll do that. Oh and James?. Proof to both of us that the hard treatment of me, my pussy and my ass was exciting me. Oh shit! I was so ready to come. With a dildo up my ass and pussy fucked with the handle of a riding crop, just a couple of minutes of fingering my clit was pushing me to orgasm. My hands rested on Marty's shoulders to steady myself as my head went back and I closed my eyes. But just as my moans began changing from moans of closeness to cries of completion, Marty's fingers left my clit and the riding crop. The warmth of his semen was testament to my being a pleasure object, regardless which end you put your cock, that Sunday I was reborn a sexual being, a willing girl, hand-jobs, blow-jobs, pussy and ass fucking, as long as I got my orgasms, I was your girl for your deviant sex.I stood there wiping my ass with paper, cum and Vaseline, stained with shit, the by-product I am sure you ass fuckers reading my story are all to aware off.I did leave my knickers behind the door, with a big, 'These belong.