“No, I’m almost done. Sit down under the umbrella and relax. I will be finished in no time.”, I replied. Shelby walked over to one of the reclin...ng lounge chairs and stretched out on it. I was on the opposite side of the pool without a shirt on and just shorts. I could tell Shelby was intently staring at me as I finished scrubbing the sides of the pool. I finished up and put the long brush back in the cabana then turned the pump on. I put my t-shirt back on and walked around the pool. “Jace, I. The reporter shrunk back in horror, while the cameraman - very professionally I thought - kept his camera pointing straight at her. She backpedaled to a wall, looking around in fright.After a few seconds of nothing happening, she relaxed.I said, "I'm a teenage boy, you're a pretty woman, and we already know the Guardian Angel doesn't have any compunction against stripping people naked, but sadly for your viewers and me, it doesn't do what I want it to do. It got its orders from God, and I. When the watertight door to the torpedo room opened, it made one helluva noise. This night it was no different. My division officer, Ensign Beatie, stuck his head in the door. He asked me what was going on, and I explained to him that I had just finished a job, and would be locking up in a few minutes. He nodded to acknowledge and closed the door. I assumed he was just making the nightly rounds of his division’s spaces. I had no idea my boom box was being heard one deck below in the wardroom.. ”Jigar lekin itani jaldi men the ki ruke nahin Hathon se meri jaanghen chaudi kar ke bich men aa gaye aur ghachh se lund chut men ghused diya. Ghacha-ghachh, ghacha-ghachch dakke mar ke chodane lage. Das barah dhakke ke baad ruke, muze aagosh men li aur palat gaye. Ab vo niche aur mein upar aa gayi. Meine mere kulhe aise hilaye ki un ka lund chut se nikal na paaya. Jigar ne apani jaanghen sikud li aur meri chaudi kar rakkhi. Mein aage zuki. Mere stan Jigar ke sine se dab gaye. Mera sar pakad.