She arched her back a little and smiled, which I took as a come on, and so I eagerly reached my hand up her very short skirt and was very surprised to...find nothing there. That is, I guess I was expecting to touch cotton, but my finger slid across soft, wet pussy lips, and before my hand had even gotten to her crotch, Kim made a very surprised expression, and then seemed to regroup: ‘Oh! I’m not completely dressed yet! I just wanted to see what it looked like so bad, I–‘ ‘Okay,’ I broke in, ‘no. I was biting her lips and she was eating mine. Sarita was a master in French kiss. she thought me to do French kiss. we were French kissing for the next ten minutes. then Sarita asked me to lick her pussy. I went down and started to suck her pussy. it was fully wet and tasted so good. I put my entire tongue into her pussy and she started moaning. aaaahhhh uuummm uuuuu oooohh lick it babyy aur andar daal randi.then she came. it was the third time she had cum during the last four hours. Then I. She was a shy small girl only 4' 6' and the other girls made fun of her. Her mom and dad said " if your not going to school then we are sending you to your mom's step-dads farm to work." When she got there grandpa was in the barn. he showed her some chores she had to do around the farm and then said "Janet, why don't we take a little break for a while. Come sit on grandpa's lap so we can talk. "Janet did as she was told and snuggled up against her grandpa. It felt good sitting on his lap. They. It's not mine. I'm just storing it for a friend who's restoring it. He bought it in Israel, and they modified it quite a bit; we know it was in the Six-Day and Yom Kippur Wars, but he wants to get it back to original condition." Sonja's mother," Emily laughed."Huh?" Woodward frowned."We have this friend; her mother is an officer in the Israeli Army, some kind of colonel, I think," Emily grinned. "She was in the Yom Kippur War, I think Sonja told us." Probably not driving this tank; they didn't.