I’d felt a small twinge but that was it. I’d probably never fire a sniper rifle again, true, but I was no longer worried about using my personal r...fle.In moments, five of the ten Navajo we knew about were down. I rolled over, looking around me, worried that there were more Navajos around that we hadn’t seen. Seeing nothing behind us to worry about, I rolled back over and peered over the crest. The dead Navajos lay were they’d fallen, but the other Navajo had disappeared.“Where’d they go, Tom?”. I wanted to play this game for long. Later I dared to pass my right hand under her shawl and holded her boobs. I inserted my right hand in her kurta but the small neck was obstructing my hand to move freely .. I took it out and start squeezing her boobs from above her clothes.Within minutes .. I was so excited .. I wanted to fuck her ..I moved forward… I took her left hand from under the shawl .. and kept it on my penis .. shit… my jeans was too tight she was not even to hold it properly. This. Thebiggest surprise however was what she was wearing , apair of hot pants that barely covered her sexy bum anda top that instantly drew attention to her breasts.The night rolled on and the guests were gone, mygirlfriend retired to bed leaving her mum in thekitchen to clear up a bit and me on the couch as thatis where I have to sleep when I go around there,before I knew it my girlfriends very sexy mother wassitting next to me stroking my young cock through myjeans.“Shhhh, she’s in. Stripping down to just a t-shirt, Julie laid the towel across the chair and logged on to search for a suitable chat room. After a while, Julie found herself chatting to a young Texan girl, after sorting the real from the pretenders in a way only women can. 'Are you horny?' said the line across the screen from BiTex22. 'Yes,' replied Julie feeling her breathing quicken, and as the chat got more heated and graphic, Julie gave the screen her full concentration. 'I am stroking myself,' Julie typed.