I moaned from the penetration. “Oh dear,” the girl said out loud. “This one really has a hot ass. My finger made it in with no resistance whatso...ever. Must have been fucked by one of the brothers,” she continued laughing.Another voice spoke up from afar. “Yea with the way this bitch is lapping my cunt, I think a sister or two have used her too.”My cock was going to spurt at any moment when the girl finger roughly withdrew.“Get your white ass out of there boy,” she commanded.I struggle to try to. After saying he knew “nuffink”, just told to fetch me from my digs in Mile End, the driver never said a word as he picked his way through the dockland streets littered with debris from the previous night’s bombing, so I was left with my own thoughts.I would think there would be only one reason for me to be summonsed by New Scotland Yard to the bank of the river Thames to examine a body, it would have to be that of Bradford Gold.I had thought yesterday, when we heard from Mr Laws, the estate. We walked down the row of lockers and found our numbers, mine was directly across from his with two rows of benches between them.“Hey Rick, this is great we will be neighbors,” Ben said and we laughed. I opened my locker and put the combination lock in the hook. Then I stripped off naked and pulled the jock strap up and over my dick. I was just pulling my shorts up when there was a group of players coming through the door.Ben was still standing there with his soccer shorts on when the room. After about 10 minutes of silent observation all the men got back in the jeep and drove off toward the outskirts. Stell and two of her friends had left one of their many picnic excursions and started walking back toward the village when the jeep with the Americans passed slowly by them. All three girls stared at the soldiers and especially the black General. They had seen posters of white soldiers and heard rumours of black men but never seen one in the flesh before and of such high ranking..