There was no room for error; the valley was barely wider than the copter’s blades. She realized that she was holding her breath. It took a force of ...ill to make herself breath as she watched the snow dusted Afghani landscape came hurdling at her. ////////////////As soon as the first hint of the noise of the helicopter’s rotors reached them, the ragged line of men had literally dissolve into the rocks of the ridgeline they were following. Instantly all but one man squatted down behind a rock,. She asked any problem? I told nothing; she understood we both went into her bathroom she told she has no time to shave and told to shave me. I felt happy to shave we went into bathroom she sleep on bath sink open her legs wide.I saw shaving kit in corner. I did shaving her pussy with foam and washed her pussy I can’t control and kissed deep she starts rubbed my head now am licking her cunt as a senior fellow am just licking her clitoral glans smoothly and sucking her clitoral shaft deeply. I. She had also interrogated him about his favourite clothes, woman's clothes that is, especially underwear. Of course she knew he was keen on black seamed stockings and white cotton pants but she wasn't a schoolgirl anymore so what did he fancy that was more grown up?Well, what a thing to ask, his thing, fetish perhaps, was for old fashioned underwear, nylons suspenders, French knickers etc. and he had felt comfortable telling Harriet about it. Her reply seemed to indicate she was excited and. I set up a rhythm of massaging her stomach, rib cage and breasts. I could feel her womanly excitement rising. I too could feel myself rising. But first and foremost, this was about her pleasure! I gently pressed Nuny’s body back to the table. My hands scooped up an extra amount of hot oil as my mind anticipated her reaction to my butt ministrations. I placed each oil-soaked hand on her butt; the fingers of my right hand danced north and south in her butt crack grazing her anus. First my right.