They could see the owner of the plantation-house-turned-resort standing on the beach. Three young ladies stood nearby. The investigative team ran the ...boat up on the sand as the three women dashed in the water and helped haul the craft higher on the shore. Mack and Joan alighted and shook hands with their presumed host, a Hispanic man in white pants, sandals, Panama hat and floral tropical shirt. They introduced themselves and inquired if he was Paulo, their contact on the island. ‘Yes, I am. I rolled mom over and went to work on her front starting at her shoulders then moving to her breast. Her nipples were very pointed and hard. I got very high moans every time I rubbed a nipple. Mom was hot and I knew I had played my cards right. I worked on her stomach, going back to massage her nipples frequently. I went down each leg and again sucked her toes as I worked on her feet. I had not touched her cunt on purpose. I had a reason for leaving that area alone. I pulled her toes I was. ..” he read down further, “First September. Bloody hell, me a father, that’s a joke!”“You’ll be fine, Sir,” I said, “You’re already ‘father’ to thirty blokes and NCOs.”“So, Sergeant, are you saying that you’ll come home to help me look after this mewling sprog after the war?”“Haha, the men with families reckon being a father’s easy as fallin’ off a log.”“So, why’re you not married with a crowd of kids then, Sergeant?” Edrich asked, “I notice whenever we are billeted you steer well clear of the. Don’t hurt me.” She feigned begging.The pleading seemed to work as she was yoked up. Her hair in the air standing now. Her breasts out in the open, her pencil skirt having a large patch of dust and dirt on her butt.She stood there for a moment. Not knowing what was going to happen next.Her visible breath puffing rhythmically into the air.She gave a short gasp feeling her butt being touched, then hands slowly began to grab and grope her butt.She gave a slight moan feeling her butt being lifted.