I hope I did a better job with this one. Chapter 2Jen was alone downstairs in the family room sitting on the couch. She really needed some alone time....Her pussy was begging for some attention. She needed to masturbate in the worst way. She slipped her right hand into to wet bikini bottoms and started to rub her pussy. She could not get over just how wet she was. She started to stroke her poor wet pussy. Oh it felt so good to finally masturbate. With her other hand she started to rub her tits. Already without the clamps he could see her nipples were leaking milk into the clear suction tubes.Gary kept working her clit, and Lucie began to tremble. Her tits were shaking, wobbling to and fro, as her legs began to jerk and kick. She wanted to turn her head and cry out, but she was locked into her helmet, unable to move. She whimpered and squirmed as Gary expertly continued teasing and sucking her swollen, sensitive clit. She could hear his ragged breathing thru his nose as he buried his. Phir meine himmat karke uski panty par haath rakkar ragane laga thodi der ke baad mein ne haath under dala to uski choot gili hogayi thi. Thab meinne ek ungli uski choot mein dala to wo ekdam utgayi. Aur meine dar gaya thaki wo kuch kare. But usne kuch nahi kaha aur phir let ke mere taraf deckrahi thi. Phir meine kaha ki sorry didi to wo boli ki koyi baat nahi. Ye tho age hein karne ka tu continue karle wo sun kar mein exsite hogaya aur chut mein ungli dall kar hila raha tha . Thodi der ke baad. We stripped our fighting men of virtually all weapons to feed the war in Vietnam. The only airpower available were equipped with nukes. We had two armed responses: either start World War III or grit our teeth. We clinched our jaws and did nothing.When it came to rank, I was an enlisted cellar-dweller with three stripes and an attitude. Nonetheless, I got to be a wallpaper witness in headquarters 5th and 7th Air Forces. I had the easy job of running the audiovisual equipment in the projection.