"I did my best not to laugh or even smile because I saw the fellow was as serious as an undertaker.This was a lot different than the Marine recruiting...station that I had walked into way out in San Francisco that showered me with perks of eligibility until I signed on the dotted line for a long dangerous tour of duty on the front lines in Iraq. Of course, as soon as they had me signed up, I was hustled onto a bus for the journey to the training base in San Diego. I wondered at that time why they. I unbuttoned my jeans and was glad that the fell to the floor as my cock was aching to be touched. Forcing her thighs open my thumb rubbed her slit as rough as I could, she actually moaned. Pushing her forward further onto the table I parted her legs a little more and slipped my fingers into the waistband of her knickers, ripped them down.Taking them off her ankle I pulled my undies down and teased her cunt with my cock, she gasped. I slammed myself deep in her old cunt as I gave her some hard. This is my first story so please forgive there is any mistakes…Now story continue in Hindi.Mai latur me rahta hu aur kuch 6 mahine pahle apne bua ke paas chala gaya mumbai me, aur waha se loutate smay mai train ae aa raha tha, waha pe apni seat ke paas baith gaya, kuch der waha par kuch log chad gaye aur usme kahani ki heroine bhi thi, wo use apne seat dene ke liye kah rahe the but ek aadmi ne apni yaha thodi jagaha de diya but wo manage nahi kar paa rahi thi qki uska beta bhi tha jo kuch 6 yaa. Portage had never been a thriving center of commerce, but it was once home to a small market, a small farmer's exchange, and a service station.All those business closed during the Peek of the Walmart era. The Restaurant had somehow survived. Probably because even country folks need a meal now and then.The old service station became a tiny combination of all the stores which had closed. One could fill his gas tank, buy a pound of butter, even find a screw driver for sale at the Portage Market..