I knew this was my opportunity and this was going too converted in a big fun, I told her that if she continued to pinch my nipples, I would do the sam... to her. She just gave me a big smile and a tight kiss and I took that as an invitation. My fears were subsiding and I moved my hands over to her breasts, fondling them over her nightdress. Instantly she moved her arms over mine, pressing them hard against her breasts. I was feeling the softness of an heir’s breast. I lay her flat on her back and. She looked scared but hot for his monster, he positioned me so that when he removed the big head I could suck her pussy and get it ready. As he pulled back he made sure to cross my lips. I started working that sweet young pussy sucking and licking slurping trying to get her as wet as possible she was really beginning to ride my tongue emitting her sweet juices. When he guided me a way to try again to get in that tight little pussy. He slowly started to feed his monster a little at a time, this. She knew that her name was Mary Manley and that she was a pilot in the Air Force. Dimly, she remembered that she had been flying her Warthog- an A-10 ground attack aircraft, escorting one of the C-130 transports bringing food to the refugees around Juba in the southern Sudan in what she thought of as another of those God damn "meals on wheels" missions that were so popular these days... She remembered orbiting over the stationary C-130 and seeing three tanks suddenly appear from the bush to. Priti seemed a little uptight and not much fun. So after an hour or so, we were done and we all dressed and left. I saw Kavita several times after that. She was shy and needed to be “taken” as I could just walk up to her and start fondling her tits and cunt. She was a lot of fun, but not very assertive. After that time, Priti seemed much more assertive towards me. I continued to give her rides to wherever just to see her hot body as she continued with her habit of wearing tight revealing.