Pat has always had this fantasy about being completely dominated (by a guy other than me) and made to do all kinds of sordid things. I mean, sometimes...she'll be too embarrassed to admit it, but in our wildest throes of passion she often tells me how she longs to be treated like a true slut. I finally decided to make the fantasy come true.My buddy John has been one of Pat's semi-regular lovers for the last ten years or so. She hadn't been with him in a while (and she was craving it) and he was. The rear of each shuttle contained an armored docking collar that could be locked to a ship's hull, allowing the soldiers inside to enter a ship without an airlock or, if needed, breach a ship without working on the hull, unprotected. This meant that the soldiers closest to the rear of the ship would also be the soldiers closest to the enemy.Each member of the assault force had a heads-up unit that displayed information on the inside of their visors. It could display intelligence information,. Come by this evening at 8." See you later on and thank you for talking to me, Mistress Alison."I couldn't believe this! She wanted to see me! I thought she was way outof my league. Tall and nicely plump, well in proportion to her height.She had nice taste in clothes too -she was wearing a pair of the boots Ibought the other day in the shop. Maybe this was my chance to get lucky.I arrived at her place that evening as instructed. I was close to runningaway as soon as I knocked on the door, but. Mausaji ki train nikal gayi. Mausi ek hotel k waha le gayi waha se parcel leke ghar wapas jana tha. Unhone sweater pehen rakha tha. Aur unka purse andar tha. Unhone jab sweater ka button khola to unke nipples ekdam tane hue the. Ye dekhkar mera lund khada ho gaya. Pure raste yahi soch raha tha. Shayad maine andar hi jhad diya tha. Ghar pohchte hi maine kapde badal liye. Khana khake sone ki taiyari kar rahe the. Mausi aur behen unke kamre mein sone chale gaye aur mein aur dhruv uske kamre mein..