Mai usse apni bike par bithakar Khargar le gaya. Waha ek garden par hum baith gaye. Phir maine usse apne bare mein bataya. Usse baat karke mujhe pata ...hala who kafi depressed lady hai. Uski marriage life bahut buri chal rahi thi.Maine socha yeh waqt sahi nahi hai usse seduce karne kaa. Iss tarah hum 2 month tak har Sunday ko milne lage aur ache dost ban gaye. Baaki din hum phone par hi baat karte the. Phir main ek din phone par himmat karke usse keh diya ke how is your sex life going. Who pehle. At the side of the road, about twenty yards fromwhere the plane came to a halt, stood a staff car, an open-toppedMercedes-Benz 770. In the rear sat a portly man whose uniform identifiedhim as a colonel in the Wehrmacht. His driver had just finished changinga wheel as we arrived. Perfect timing. The pair looked at us suspiciouslyas we climbed down from the Storch and walked over to them."A puncture, Herr Colonel?" asked Helmut as we approached."Yes, but fixed now. Who are you?" I'm the Count von. ” He complied and pushed upwards hard and she screamed out, “You bastard, you fucking black bastard.”The plumber responded and called out, “Fuck my black cock you dirty white married whore.”They were fucking so hard and calling each other names, insulting each other. I sensed their obscene teasing was being played for my benefit and humiliation but whatever the reason Sally was loving it as much as he was now.He eased off her and standing up he reached down and pulled her to her feet gently. The jet slowly moved from its parking spot towards the runway. We waited in line to get on the runway. There were three jets in front of us, although once the three jets took off, we lined up for takeoff as well.We paused for a moment then we felt the delicious acceleration of the plane. Before we got to the end of the runway, the nose of the jet took a sharp upward angle putting us in the air and on our way to Madison, Wisconsin.Dakota got up and came over to sit by me. She turned around and.