Worst of all, three been brought home by cops who caught them masturbating in public."Maybe it's something in the water," Paul thought. "I get as horn... as anybody, but I never had any problem controlling it..."He's tried everything: sensitive heart-to-heart talks about the birds and the bees, screaming at them, grounding them, taking away the TV and the internet. The more they push, the worse it seems to get. When they sought professional help from specialists trained to treat compulsive. My panties weren’t back until next Friday.That was too much, that same Friday I waited for my aunt to be at home, I helped her with the grocery bags and waited silently until she asked.“What’s going on, Nat?” “Auntie, there’s a problem with the laundry, could you ... hmm come with me please?”She looked at me.“If you’ve mixed color and whites again I will roast you,” She said in her usual threatening voice. “No, no is not that, please let me show you.”She followed me, I picked some of the. . aahhhhh aaaa aaaaa aaaa Guuuuuurrrruuuuuuu yes fuck me hard yes make me your bitch today…… tore my pussy….. aaaaaaa hhhhhhhhh aaaaaaa…… Guru chode or jor se chode aaa aaa (Guru fuck me hard yes more hard aaa aaa) I fuck her 20mins and cummed. then I look into my cousin’s eyes she was fingering her cunt and pressing her boobs. I went close to her and started kissing her and then I kiss her neck and bite there, I went little close to her boobs and bite there she sounded Aaahhh Guru…..I then. It seemed a bit like hitting a nut with a sledge hammer to put me up before a General Court Martial. A District Court Martial has the sentencing power to award up to 4 years inside a military prison, and surely they weren't going to give me more than that. It was an open and shut case, I had definitely struck a superior officer, and most of the great and the good of HQ BAOR had been there to witness it. That was part of the problem, well, of my problem. The fact that the crime had been carried.