Fran Barson meets Maggi at the airport cause Jason is in the field for two more days, Fran brings Maggi to on post housing and shows her the house. Wa...ting are a couple men Fran lets every one in and hands the keys to Maggi the men bring in the bags and other things and Maggi is left alone to settle in. Scared alone 1285 miles from her friends and family her hubby still not there she cries herself to sleep. In the morning Fran takes her to get her ID and some food on the ride back Fran asked. She is in her blouse and petticoat.I stated pressing her boobs and unhooking her blouse. I left one hook and she looked amazingly hot with a mostly opened blouse, sexy blue bra, and milky cleavage. I buried my face between her boobs and started pressing them. She is biting her lips and pulling my head towards her boobs with pressure till its hard for me to breathe but worth it.What a pair of boobs she has man..She reached my boner on my pants and started to rub hardly. It was hard already at. I was not sure why Ahmed wanted me at his house but I guessed it was more than just drinking that he wanted with me. By this time I had begun to fantasize many different stories – mainly of being treated like Ahmed’s girl.My body was very girly from the backside I could pass for a girl. I had wide hips, slim waist short hair on my head but also I had soft boyish tits. I began to think myself more and more as a girl with every passing day.I would put things in my ass like snickers bar, banana. Off to the side, she could hear her husband panting as he jerked off.“Now, we can work on making me ‘ard,” Harry said.Fleur reached out both hands towards his enormous meat and gathered it up in her fists. Morgana, Fleur thought, my forefinger and thumb barely even touch each other. And there’s space for two more hands on this impossible thing!So Fleur tugged and pulled at it and his cock jangled this way and that, stretching and flopping, but not growing hard. Fleur was almost insulted – she.