Another way I could serve him. He wanted me to be a slut for a reason. Just for evenings and weekends at home? Not hardly. That was good, but his imag...ination would always come up with new things to explore. So, to encourage him, to assist him in his decision, I had opened my legs, slumped into the chair and raise my knees over the arms of the chair. I exposed my leaking pussy, flexed the muscles, my hole winking at him. I moved a finger to my pussy, slid it over my clit, dipped it into my hole,. She gave me a big hug before I leaned down so her skirt wouldn’t slide up.Once we were heading back to the base, Sarah said, “So far in my life, you are the sweetest and most genuine man I have ever met. Last night I wanted you to get turned on because I wanted to have you inside me. I expected you would give it to me in the shower. When you didn’t, I slept without panties for the first time since I got away from those bastards. Every time the nightmares woke me, I expected you to suggest that. The first thing she did when i let her lips loose was go for my breasts. She has mentioned many times before how sexy she though they were and how she would love to suck on them. The drive home she sucked on my right boob, and her hand mechanically unbuttoned my pants and probed my slit. Oh My God! I’d never had a guy to do it like she did. I wanted her to lick me and make me orgasm, I was getting so horny the entire drive. When we got home she released my boob and i realized my pants were wet.. There were no clocks in the cabin anywhere. Looking out of the window I could see it was getting dark. So I guessed it to be around 7 or 8pm. I had survived for 12 hours so far. I was proud of myself; I never knew I had it in me until now. As I lay there I began to shiver. I am not sure whether it was from being a little cold or from the fear of what was to come. I could hear them all talking in the other room. Every now and then I heard bursts of laughter. That made me tremble even more. Then.