Symphony clawed at the hand over her mouth, trying to gouge her fingernails into Joe's skin. She was carried a few feet backward, then Curly took a ja...kknife from his pocket and held it to her throat."Don't make another sound if you want to stay pretty," he said, his eyes glowing with lusty rage. Symphony's eyes comprehended the awful truth of his words. From his back pocket he pulled a red kerchief. "Let her go, Joe."Joe removed his hand from Symphony's mouth. Curly tied the kerchief around. Uske muh se awaje saaf sunayide rahi thi. Mmmmm, ahhhhhh, hmmmmmm, yaaaaaaa. Or wo mere Balo ko jor se khich rahi thi. Fir Maine uski ek breast ko chatna shuru kiya or dusre ko dabata rha. Maine uska nipple chhodkar har jagah lick kiya or fir uske nipple ko jor jor se pine laga. Uski awaj ab tej Ho rahi thi or wo bhot jor se mera sar ko pakadkar apne boobs par Daba rahi thi. Me bhi pure jor se paglo ki tarah ek doodh pi rha tha or dusra masal rha tha. Dhire dhire me thoda down gya or apni. You've got to hand it to the Yanks, they can sure organise things. We landed and got processed through a huge hanger; we had all our kit off loaded, had a meal and a crap and were allocated coaches, all in about 2 hours. MoD couldn't' organise a piss up in a brewery, and had they been in charge we would still be getting off the aircraft. The USAF seemed to be running the airbase, and as far as I could see there were no Saudis on the site.The coaches set off along a road that ran as straight as. Nothing could honestly feel any worse than that. So as you could probably imagine, even within all of this and just being friends, there was a sexual connection between us. Even when we did not want to be sexual with one another, most of the time we could not help ourselves. He would say something kind of dirty and talk about how he was a pervy old man and I would laugh, though soon I would get swept into those words and I was touching myself. I had never felt so sexually alive as I did with.