Sam got close, still singing, and waved to the sentry. The sentry said, "Who the hell are ya, an' what're ya doin' here?"Sam squinted hard at the sent...y and mumbled, "Do I know ya? Ya look a little bit familiar, but I can't call yer name."The sentry cursed to himself and walked toward Sam. "How the hell did somebody drunk as ya are git so far into the swamp? Let me look at yer face."The sentry reached up to tip Sam's hat back far enough to let the moonlight shine on it. This put him a little. A good fit was a necessity and any looseness was very dangerous indeed. Once protected, Gerry could now enter her. For reasons of comfort more than anything else, Heather slipped off her lacy red panties and dropped them to the floor. Gerry had once complained that a condom made him less sensitive and wondered whether he could make love without it, but Heather was very strict on such matters. Whatever his protestations of love, what would they be worth if something unpleasant or unexpected. Fir mai aur thoda upar bada toh unki jaanghe dikhi ek dum tight aur moti mann toh kar raha tha wahin pakad kar chaaatne lagun lekin maine control kiya fir mai aur upar bada aur unki gand tak pahunch gaya kya mast gand thi dil kar raha tha ki uski panty utar kar yahin gand maar lun. Fir mai aur upar bada aur uski nighty ko is baar garden takutha diya ab meri bhabhi peeche se puri nangi thi mere saamne maine uski peeth pe gel lagana start kiya aur saath mai kai baar uski bra kr strip ko hatata. “See, Jennifer, all that fuss for nothing, I am not going to harm you. Just take you places you have never been before” I fondle your breasts now with my free hand. Manipulating, kneading, groping and squeezing them. I pinch your now turgid nipples. Through your panties, you make a sound, but I can’t be sure if it’s a sigh of protest or a moan of pleasure. This physical m*****ation goes on for what seems like eternity to you. At one point you open your eyes to see the red blinking light on the.