" Where are all my clothes?" she shouted when she opened her suitcase, "these aren't mine." They are now," I chuckled for I had thrown all her own clo...hes out before we left and substituted these new one."I can't wear this," she giggled holding up a thong."Of course you can," I said finishing off my own dressing then turn to watch as she pulled the thong up her slim thighs.I just love her tits, although quite small in cup size they are very beautiful and covering a large area of her chest."I. Her bedroom door was closed, and he was sure she was in there and avoiding him as long as she could.Del took off his shirt and tie, tossing the shirt into the laundry hamper in his bathroom. The tie would have to be dry cleaned after he used it to wipe up all the cum he’d spurted in the car. But then he just tossed the tie into the waste basket. It was time to go out and get some new ones anyway. He finally put on a dark, short-sleeved jersey and a light grey linen suit. Putting on a suit right. Tim would be in charge at Kandahar and undertake any missions given to them there. After three weeks the four aircrews would change places to enable them to become familiar with the Helmand province.Four days later Dave and Bob arrived, Tim and Tom having left. After getting squared away, they joined Robert and Bill in the small mess tent for a coke. Dave was commenting on the difference between Bastion and Fort Call. He spoke of the relationship they had with the American service men, and the. He looked down in amazement as he watched his cock slowly disappear into Mack’s furry face. “Oh shit,” he moaned as he felt the hot, wet, mouth, engulf him all the way down. Mack’s tongue was diligently working back and forth as he held the young man’s hips still from their automatic response to fuck. “Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit,” Carl kept moaning, holding on to Mack’s shoulders to keep from falling to the floor in pleasure. He’d never felt anything like this in his life. Slowly, Carl.