Phir maina ek haath ball pe rakha aur maxi k ander se masalne laga maa siddha hogae meri gaand fat gae lekin maa ne kuch bola nhi aur sona ka natak kr...e lage meri himmat aur badhe maina apna ghutna se maa k maxi ko chut tak la diya aur ghutna ko chut pr rakha bohot garam thi behan chod chut aur halka baal tha mera lund ek dum tight hogaya maina socha q na mai siddha haath he rakh du himmat krte krte sona ka natak me maina chut pe haath rakh diya aah maza aa gaya pehli baar koi chut chua tha. We always had a deep respect for the boss not only was he a very large biker but a really nice yet very forward guy who often looked in on the wife getting work done and would say things like "thats it you do everything the artist says and well look after you "the wife would tell me that there was something about him that she couldn't put into words but she said it felt like she was his property {like a bikers slut} because he was the boss and he would perve on her whilst getting work done she. They answered; “We don’t know for sure. The last commander told us to do it, so here we are. It seems to be a tradition of some sort.”The new commander called the old one to ask what the reason was, and the previous commander said; “I don’t know. The commander before me had guards on the bench, so I just kept it going.”After contacting three previous commanders as well, and still getting the same answer, the new commander finally found a retired General (nearly 100 years old) and asked; “Sir, I. But she also thought we were exclusive at the time? Jackson considered whether or not to be offended, and finally shrugged it off."I didn't ... I wasn't..." Samantha stammered. She turned to Cynthia, no doubt hoping to find someone to back her up, "and you're okay with this? With him just going back and forth between the two of us?" I never made an assumption about what we were," Cynthia raised both hands, "Jackson's fun to talk to and he's a good lay, we never put expectations on each other.