As I struggle to fight my way out of the green, purple tinted slime I feel eyes watching me in amusement! I panic and begin to thrash around wildly in... the hope I will be able to free myself, as I lay face down fearful of what may actually be watching me I feel a grunt of warm intense breath on the back of my neck. Too scared to turn and face my tormentor I let out a bloodcurdling scream, again I thrash around almost freeing myself only to be confronted face to face with one of the ugliest. That’s the Fourth and Fifth Armoured Regiments. The Fourth have medium armoured hulls and are thirty percent faster than the Fifth. The Fifth’s hull armour is sixty-five percent heavier than anything else we have. It takes a close range hit by our best guns to take them out. Firing across the river, I doubt we’ll do more than mark their paint. However, that’s immaterial with their hulls buried like that. Two years ago the Fourth and Fifth were both upgraded to a more heavily armoured turret,. The Manager approached her and lied by saying there were interesting things in the next room , and once inside she found her clothes soon disappeared and her hand was being forced into the gap in the guys trouser zip. She was suddenly very aware that the opportunity to rebel had arrived but did she have the courage to accept the challenge. Without hesitation she held the semi erect flesh tight and slowly pulled it into open view. Due to her height the guy easily managed to push her to her. I stroked myself for about a minute and a half to get hard. I heard moaning constantly from the other room and it was really annoying and made me feel weird. Finally I got hard again, close to the point of orgasming so I'd be maximally hard, and went back out there. I was shocked to see my wife lying on top of the man, in the 69 position, her legs wrapped around his head and her lips wrapped around his dick. It has been at least a year since we had done a 69. I could barely see the other guy.