With a firm grip she pulls his dick to her pussy and rubs the large gland on her lips. It is getting shinny and wet. Her lips are full and the head ...pushes them back and forth. She helps him forward and he slowly slides his head into her pussy.She arches her back as a tingle of sexual anticipation and fulfillment of having this large cock slide in her is finally happening. It stretches her lips apart and she sees several inches of the hard veined shaft sink into her. She can feel her. WHAT A SIGHT......FIONAS CUNT WET AND MOIST, HER PUFFY CUNT LIPS LOOKED RED AND HOT. INFLAMMED. THE TOP WAS COVERED WITH A LITTLE BUSH OF PUBIC HAIR ( A BIT TO MUCH FOR ME REALLY, BUT I WASN'T COMPLAINING AT THAT POINT). "SHOW ME YOUR CLIT" THATS IT SLUT, DO YOU WANT ME TO EAT YOUR PUSSY FIONA?" YES YES PLEASE EAT MY PUSSY".I WAS ON THE BED IN A FLASH BETWEEN HER LEGS, I STUCK MY TOUNGE FIRST INTO HER ARSEHOLE,"OOOOHHHH MMMMMM OOH YEAH OH".I WANTED TO SEE HOW MUCH OF A SLUT SHE WAS AND. Delighting in the friction this enclosure provided, she began to work her pert little bottom up and down, so that the flushed head of her erection played peek-a-boo with the crease of her mother's posterior. "You know," she said, "you interrupted me and William before I could achieve my satisfaction. And now I think you shall have to provide me with that pleasure yourself."She shifted her attention then. "Kiss me, William," she pleaded, and he leaned down, only to be caught up in her ardent. Should I tell them of my leanings? Of my hopes at the end of this damn war?I hope that you can help my various predicaments and I await your considered response.Always your humble servant,Captain Quentin StockingMy billet is currently the Bas et Culottes farmhouse just west of Lille in France, on the Maginot line. Dear Captain StockingI'm fuming. What an utter disgrace. How could this so-called Government of National Unity send our brave boys off to defend King and Empire without providing them.