We usually were in and out so fast it would have been a dead giveaway if we had it near our position.I walked over to the NCO club looking for Jenkins... He was there, and drunk as hell, singing with the jukebox at the top of his lungs. I sat down at the table ordering a beer and waited for the song to end. It was 1500 hrs and I still had a lot of loose ends to tie up, before I went after Chung and the men in the morning."Hey Sarge, come in to get drunk with me? Man I bet I drank a keg and pissed. ...He slid his cock down in between my soft white smooth thighs I felt my legs willfully begin to spread apart for him and my tiny lil ass puckered in excitment. His massive cock slid down the crack of my ass and rested on my opening.He was taesing me now... A very stern look on his face..."Tell me what baby wants ... let me hear you ... come on cunt... tell me what u need " .Our lips and tongues met softly pressing and moving against each others I got butterflies like I the girl I was becoming. Wo hamare yahan rah ker padai kerti thi wo mujhse koi 3 ya 4 sal badi hai .uske do bhai hai Ab apko bore na kerte hue sidhe kahani pe aata hun .bat aaj se karib 7 ya 8 sal pahle ki jab main 9th class me padta tha. Mujhe dosto se thoda bahut sex ki jankari thi. main aksar hi uske sath chipak ke sota tha. Kyonki main bahut chota tha isliye wo bhi bura nahi manti thi. Ek di achanak mai rat me utha to mera hath uske boobs pe tha maine mahsoos kiya wo bra nahi pahnti thi rat me. Sirf nighty pahan ke. Now late 60's was still good looking. I met up with Barbara in London and I plucked up the courage to ask her about the letter. She said that she had not written it and she didn't know anyone of the initials BC Some time later Barbara rang me to tell me her dad had died and then about a year later I got a call from her mum to say that Barbara had died following a very short illness. About 6 months ago I was passing through the home town and called in to see Mary. We chatted and now at.