.P: Kya baat kar raha h? Itni jaldi dusri gf bana li!!Me: No… koi gf nahi hai… bus friend hai, you know what I mean…P: Ohhhhh.. vaisi friend!!Me... haaan.. vaisi friend!! Ab I won’t repeat the same mistake of keeping a gf!! Ek bar kar chuka hu..P: sahi hai yar.. aisa hi hona chahiye!! no issues of trust, commitment…Me: ya… (I deliberately stopped after saying this as I wanted her to approach me)After a few seconds..P: Kash yar,, mera bhi koi aisa friend hota!! Delhi me to mujhe bhi lonely feel. The 14th was surrounded on all sides. The gunships rained hell. This gave the 14th some cover, but would be enough. Our pilot hovered over a good spot for us to jump out. Just as we jumped the Vietcong began lighting up the hueys with heavy machine gun fire and the bird was downed.The carnage was unbelievable. The stench of blood, sweat, and spent gunpowder filled the air. I tried to get my footing but a sharp pain coursed through my left leg. Stumbling to the ground l took a last breath and. The smell of their panty juices made my dick rock hard and I jerked off on their panties. Then I went to sleep but my mind still would go towards the panties . I imagined their bodies and started to fantasies me fucking them together, but I knew it was impossible. I again jerked off and slept.Usually at home I wear boxers without underwear. Next morning when I woke I found Riya was playing with her phone next to me. Meanwhile Neetha came in with coffee for Riya . I wished her good morning and. I tell her to keep her arms out of the nettles, too, so for now it’s only her chest and stomach that get stung.But then I tell her to roll onto her back, so that her side and her backside get some treatment as well. Then she is to roll back to her front, and then to her other side and onto her back again. And finally one last time back onto her front, so that her small tits take the brunt of the nettle burns. When she is all nice and red, with little white pustules raised on her skin, she is.