..”Major Danielson looked out over the complex, silent.“Uh, can I ask a question?”“Of course,” she replied.“What happened to the tank?”M...jor Danielson shook her head and gave him a frustrated smile, “Never was a tank, it seems.”“What? I thought they had one.”“Fog of war, my boy. Fog of war. Information in battle is incomplete, at best, and incorrect at the worst times. There was no tank. Just a mistake. Good for us, yes? One fucking tank would have been a little difficult to deal with. We have. His hands were crushing my breast while his cock was fucking my pussy hard I was shouthing with joy and pain aahhh yes fuck me yess fuck me naveen mmm you fuck good keep fucking me.Naveen became more hot hearing this and started fucking me hard he pushed me to the bed and started fucking me in doggy style. He held my hairs like a bunch and started ridding me mm yess yess yesss yesss. Don’t stop. You bitch, I will tare your pussy into pieces now you fuck my dad and now me don’t know even my son. My longblonde hair was held in a ponytail. Though I was worried I was gettingtoo close he asked me to meet for a drink Friday evening near myapartment."I'd like to see you again, sure, Friday evening can work, say after6pm? Oh, but I have an early morning appointment so can we keep itsimple?"He smiled. "Patience, it works for me."I was a bit tardy Friday evening and I was excited to see Charles whenI arrived. He was standing near the doorway waiting. We relaxed with abottle of Pinot and shared. " Yes!" Denise and I yelled out and high-fived with each other and Bobby."They don't seem particularly surprised," Layla said to Dad in a loud whisper."Surprised?" Denise cried. "Knock it off Mom. George and I found out months ago that you two were an item. You were so circumspect about your 'unexpected dinners' and 'business meetings' and 'conferences' that we knew right away something was afoot!"Dad laughed. "I feel so busted! And you're sure you don't mind?" Mind?" This time I was the one to.