.phir dheere dheere uncle mere saree upar karke thai tak chumne lage me aankh band karke bed pe moan karne laga tha phir uncle mere upar aake saree ha...ake mere navel chumne lage pure navel ko chumne aur katne lage me ghumke pith dikha ke so gaya to uncle Mere kamar aur pith pe chumne aur katne lage gale pe kiss karne lage aur kate bhi mujhse aur ruka nahi jaa raha tha to me ghumke unka sar pakad ke unko lip kiss karne laga unke mu me jiv dal ke unka jiv k sath khel ne laga uncle ne bhi koi baar. This is what I wrote for CAW 9 before deciding not to participate. I release it as I always want to write something like this and appreciate feedback. I apologize if I got any military jargon wrong; I researched as much as I could. ***************Chief Warrant Officer John Gillespie was sitting in the pilot’s briefing room when he heard the news. 1-211 Attack Battalion would redeploy to Kuwait then continue their rotation as opposed to going home for Christmas. “That’s bullshit!” Chief Warrant. Her possession was something Dave had never once heard of, and he is an expert on Arthurian lore. Thus, Dave figured out that she had to be freed before the end of the war to prevent a major paradox, a deviation from history’s intended path. Once he accomplished this task, I returned him home to the year 2017. Dave never once used this forbidden spell to travel through time, I can assure you.”Sitting in awe for a few moments, Ben at last said to Dave, “That’s quite the tale.”“And it’s all. While watching what he was doing, I was pulling on my foreskin and shaking my cock up and down. He was rolling his hood back and forth over the glans, giving me a good show. I looked behind me to make sure there were no guys in the shitters and said to him "nice cock." Thanks, you too" he replied. Then he reaches over and grabs onto my cock. So I ditto him and latch onto his manhood. We were hung about the same, lengthwise and thickness. He also had a long hood but his was loose while mine is.