What would the gentleman say to a quick blowjob from the woman of their choice for say... ten dollars (actually the Iraqi equivalent)? Yes, I had to e...cort the women, but there was no reason why I shouldn't make a little something for my trouble and share their charms with my fellow soldiers, now was there? These two were on duty and didn't have the money on them. Why, that was no problem, they could owe me. Hell, I knew someone back in payroll, so there was no reason I would have to be worried. We both mother and daughter remained in bikini, we both had white panty and black bra and any one could have seen wetness on panty of both. She again and again enquired about my other man. I assured her that barber is only second man who has fucked me. I told daughter that before marriage I fondled few lunds but no chudai maa you know , my husband and sasur both many time expressed desire to fuck you. You know what they say? What? I askedthey say if we both decide to sit in brothel people will. She pushed me away and proceeded to fix herself as she went to open it. Standing at the door was her husband. I couldn't help but stare at him in shock, mainly due to the fact I was kissing his wife just before he came into the room. Oh yeah, let's not forget the fact that I had sex with his wife the night before. “How are you Alexandra?” He asked. I just stared at him in complete shock unable to form words in response to his question. “She's fine,” said Thalia as she moves closer to her. Missy had taken one look at my inflamed schnozz and bloodshot eyes and backed away, crossing her fingers as if warding off a vampire. I refrained from even touching her, let alone hugging. As for Missy's mom, I wouldn't wish my disease even on her, so I kept my distance there, too. She was so pleased I'd "come around" to her way of thinking she was blissfully oblivious to my debilitated state. Given that I was flying under false colors -- to say nothing of a cloud of contagion -- I felt like a.