He was wearing Nike sports shoes. He came and did a handshake with both of us and settled down. He introduced himself to mom as Shashank. My mom told ...er name, Sumona.Now we started chit-chatting and we ordered a beer for us guys and breezer for my mom. It seemed quite comfortable for my mom to get along with Shashank as I could see the spark in her eyes while talking with him. In fact, I saw him keeping his hand occasionally on my mom’s thigh and mom was not resisting it.After some time, I. I drooled, as excess spit was forced out by the thick cock wanting to take its place. She slowly started a pattern to fucking my face all the while her hand was at the back of my head to help guide the cock into the depths of my stretching mouth. I would gag every time she touched the entrance of my throat. As saliva increased exponentially, it caused me to swallow involuntarily. She was a pro! Timing it perfectly, she forced the head of her cock into my open throat. It instantly stole my. We kiss deeply, and warmth transmutes to heat on the softness of your lips and tongue. It *is* a dream, because such turns of moods only happen in dreams, but I don’t care. Your hand comes up to entwine in my hair, as my hands slide up your back to tangle in yours.You uncoil. You’ve been curled up on my lap, making yourself small. Now, without breaking the kiss you swing yourself around, until your back is against my chest. Your legs fall to either side of mine as I sit. We are wearing robes. S. troops from NATO bases were beginning to mass in Turkey and the first transports from the United States were just arriving. The atmosphere in Turkey was calm but tense in the wake of the failed Iranian-backed uprising. The invasion of Iran was still at least several weeks away, but the troops were psyched to avenge the treacherous attack on their government.Military cargo planes and U.S. airliners that had been requisitioned to transport troops in the emergency had been arriving every five.