This is my first story so please excuse me if I commit any mistakes in the story. Now without wasting time I am directing you to the real story which ...as happened when I was studying my intermediate. I am 5.8″ well built body and brown in color. My mom’s name is Suzi. She is 5.6″ (40 years)But she doesn’t look like a 40 year old women she looks much younger than her age. She has 38-30-40. She has big round ass. When I am studying my intermediate my dad was working in Indian army (now he got. They saved many lives during the siege of KehSan and the battle for Hue. He was replaced by a man as different in style as one could imagine. My second commander was a third tour aviator, he was quiet, understated and firm but never flamboyant. The unit continued to flourish under his calm, soft-spoken leadership. Sadly he was replaced after six months by a man who didn’t deserve to wear the uniform let alone the insignia of an officer. A pocked marked, oily, red faced little man who couldn’t. The sudden unexpected flushing sound of the nearby bathroom toilet instantly released the immorally possessed pair from their depraved pursuit of unbridled i****tuous intercourse, as the supernatural spell that held him captive was instantly vanquished. Lachelle licked her wet lips and quietly swallowed before returning to her deep dreamy sleep; as Jim hurriedly turned and exited the bedroom, not quite understanding nor remembering what he was doing in Lachelle’s room as the last few minutes. ‘Tempted?’‘Yes, if I could be sure of what I was getting into. The people, how would I decide who to approach, if we did meet, how would we break the ice, how would we feel after – after, you know.’‘My poor Sis, you are in a mess, aren’t you?’ (Our parents named me Wilhelmina, but at college I came to be called Billie, and that had stuck. Sue had called me Sis from childhood and wouldn’t change now.)‘I guess I am,’ I said.‘All right then, let’s be positive. Let’s take it you want to go down.