His voice was soothing me as I spent my first night in the shelter and didn’t know a soul. He was known as ‘Hobo Joe’ from spending most of his ...ife living on trains and in old abandoned shacks. He was an older gentleman, somewhere in his late 60’s. His hair was a beautiful shade of silver and was highlighted by his clear, blue eyes. He had a round face, full of ageless wrinkles and tanned golden-brown by the sun. As I spent that evening getting to know him, I found we had a lot in common. Our. I removed my barmuda n underwear. we both were totally naked .as due to very low temperature we cuddled inside our kambal n I again caught her boobs and played with dem she said wait n said me to lay down in reverse direction , after that she took my Lund in her mouth n game me my first n best blowjob . I came very fast all over her n in her mouth. den she laughed n said its your turn now , I was facing her pussy now she instructed me n I did as she said .I totally licked her pussy she was wet. ” She looked radiant, in a yellow sundress with a yellow and white headband in her hair and white sandals on her feet. “You didn’t call,” she accused. “I literally just got back. I was just going to change into something more comfortable.” “Oh, and then you were going to call?” I stopped and looked at her. “No. I won’t lie to you. I thought you would go sleep off your buzz.” “Don’t you want to be around me anymore?” “That’s not it, Shania.” I was uneasy about saying her name now. “Just let me. By this time I’d forgotten all about engineering and the dumb airborne thing. So of course, I was sent to a bus going to Fort Bragg. I tried to tell them again it was a mix up and they just told me to tell them at Bragg. Yeah, right. When we arrived I was at the back of the bus and I saw guys getting off with their flat caps. There were some guys laying around that already had their jump patch on their shirt and they were jumping up and down on the hats of the guys getting off, making them do.