It’s you. You’re airy.”“Huh…”She really blushed a little in spite of the fact that she hat to know that all too well.“Thank you. But you...are wrong. You not only easily carry me around. You knocked out Christian with one strike.”“Lucky hit…” I tried to understate it. But to be honest I reveled in her praise.“This door,” she pointed out. “You can really let…”Instead of listening I just opened the door and brought her in. It was a four person accommodation for petty officers and nobody was. Choos rhe the … woh mere chucche dba rha tha puri mehnat se … aur mai muth maar rhi thi uske liye …Ab hum room main aaye … .woh muje lita krr mere upar aa gya … ..choom rha … maine kha saale jb se yhi h … neeche b toh ja … wha bht aag h …Woh bola zarur jaan prr neeche tb jaungi jb neeche lava ubal rha hoga … .Mai hss pdi … Mnn toh bht tha ki uska muh pkd k choot chatwau … Prr nhi krr pai …Kch daer mere chuccho se khelne k baad unhe buri trh mslne aur choosne k baad woh finally meri choot prr. She looked down right away, but it was too late; the image of those sexy, wanton eyes was burned into memory, and a roller coaster of churning and rushing senses rumbled along the insides of her thighs and between her legs. John placed his fingers on the bare flesh of her freed chest, taking handfuls of her soft but strong body, and pleasure zapped from her nipples to her heart to her spine just before she struck orgasm.It wasn’t an all out climax–had it been one, Molly would have had that cock. Hearing the door open, he grows harder. Sylvie’s hand takes his cock from his, and he feels her searching lips on his mouth. They kiss, lips smacking softly, over and over. Sylvie squeezes his shaft, stroking him lovingly while her tongue darts into his mouth. She wants him in her so badly. His hand slides into the back of her shorts, and since she isn’t wearing panties, his hand caresses her naked ass.“We should...” Sylvie starts, still kissing him over and over. His cock is squeezing her ass;.