I was dragged downstairs and processed into the system, such as it was. The cuffs were removed, and I was stripped down to my skin. The makeshift wrap...ing around my knee was cut off. My boots were taken, along with my watch (a Timex the sergeant took great delight in stomping on the floor; I had left my Rolex back in the States before the deployment), and the picture of Marilyn and little Charlie my wife had sent me. The MP sergeant enjoyed tearing that in two and tossing it in the garbage. I. Maine kaha thik hai yaar don’t worry. But yaar kya itne special day par mujhe kuch gift nahi degi wo boli kya chahiye chalo feelings (Gift Shop Name) par chalte hain jo chahiye wo dila deti huin.Maine kaha wo sab nahi wo sab to hai mere pass mujhe kuch aur chahiye wo boli kya? Maine kaha ek sweet sa kiss lips par, wo boli nahi ye thik nahi hai.Maine kaha kuin wo boli hum esliye ek dusre se love nahi karte hain to maine kaha mujhe galat mat samjho yaar main sirf tumhara ehsas apne sanson main. She hoped I did not mind.I turned my head and I said to Pat that I did not mind. Pat moved her lips on my lips and French kissed me.I asked Pat if I could feel her boobs. Pat told me to go ahead with her boobs. She came in front of me and stood up.Now her boobs were above the water. Pat suggested that I suck her nipples. She knew that I wanted to do it.I sucked her nipples. They became very fat and hard. I moved my hands over the bums of Pat. Pat enjoyed what I did.I was done with her boobs.. It took him time to do this and I was enjoying his helplessness. I was standing and he was removing my pants and underwear. Now it was time for him to serve my cock and my balls.He was a born bastard. He was amazing at what he was doing. He licked my crotch so well. He took every pubic hair in his mouth and made it wet. He licked my balls for next 10 minutes like anything. He sucked my cock very well. I was in heaven. He was master in serving his masters.I asked him to open his mouth, and when.