As the first soldiers stepped off the buses, a loud roar rose from the crowd, and families rushed to greet their loved ones. The Military Police could...never have stopped the tide, and they wisely didn’t try. Instead, they kept people out of the roped-off area so other buses could park. Brad stayed with the car while Jennifer and I waded through the crowd looking for Chris. I was happy to see a familiar tow-headed little boy jumping up and down yelling, ‘Daddy’s home!’ Next to him, his mother. .we can’t kiss here .I told her we can kiss in the washroom.I requested her and after so much of requesting she agreed.First I went into the washroom and later she came inside.I locked the door and we started kissing passionately…slowly I started squeezing her boobs and her ass from over her saree….she got aroused and was making wispering haaaa sounds.Suddenly She broke the kiss and said this is wrong…I shouldn’t be doing this.I said nothings wrong.You are satisfying and pleasuring yourself. As I inhaled, licked and drank her intoxicants, she unfastened and unzipped my stretched pants then pushed them to the floor. She gripped my stiff stick and, while gently stroking it, still locked into my eyes, slipped to her knees. Her eyes sparkled as she opened her mouth wide and stretched out her tongue slowly. She wrapped it around my glans like a roll grips a sausage and drew cool air over the top in deep contrast to the warm wetness of her sensual tongue. My eyes rolled, my knees. It was somewhat familiar but I couldn't quite place it.I have heard that deep prayer can bring forth heavenly manifestations, i.e., visions, voices, speaking in tongue. Could this delightful smell be like that? Melissa seemed to be breathing loudly. It sounded somewhat like a dog panting after a run. Then I heard it. Melissa was calling out to the Lord. "Oh God... Oh God... Oh God." Over and over she repeated the Lord's Name. She cried out loudly. Then silence.I felt hands untie my tie and I.