Maine gussa hone ka natak kiya wo bhi dar gya bola yar tum naraj to nahi ho na. Mai hasne lga wo bola kya hua yar tum hans kyo rhe ho. Maine kha yar d...ro mat tumne mere dil ki baat keh di meri maa Sali hai hi itni sexy ke kisi ka bhi dil aa jaye. Wo bola yaar tum bhi apni maa ko like karte ho. maine kha ha yaar mai to kyi salose uske naam ki muth marta hu.Maine bola yar sanju mai apni maa ko chodna chahta hu tumne kitini ladkiya patai hai tum meri maa ko bhi patio dono milkar chodenge. Wo bola. 30 the bar was getting full. "I'm going to go to bed now" he said "room 312 if you fancy carrying on" he stared straight at me, no emotion registered. I really wasn't sure if carrying on meant drinking or sex but the three drinks I had had were telling me it could be fun. "Maybe" I said " I'll just finish this"He left. My heart was thumping as I finished the drink. My cock was hard. I went to the lift and went to the third floor. I wasn't sure whether I would go to his room or not. My room was. One thing: we refused to take prisoners. If a trooper wanted to defect, he was welcomed with open arms. But some fool who simply surrendered when it was obvious that he would be killed, after trying like hell to kill us, was treated completely differently. He was stripped of his weapons and his clothes and shipped back to his lines, buck naked. After a little bit of this, they quit surrendering. Instead, they just dropped their weapons and ran like hell.The battle had opened with an artillery. She whimpered with need. The ice dripped over her clit - her thong was hot and cold in turns - hot from her juices, cold from the ice. She heard him sigh and then inhale deeply."I love the smell of you. You have a wonderful mustiness that drives me crazy. This thong is in the way now, so off it must come!" He got to his feet and walked across the room to his bag. She could hear him rummaging through it and heard his satisfied grunt. "Ah, just what I needed," he said softly, "and a few things.