The girl was becoming more attractive every day -- sexy, even. Her legs were lithe and lovely, and her breasts were just beginning to ripen delicious...y. What a desirable creature she was...Tightening her jaw, Evelyn forced herself back to her magazine, acutely conscious of a tingling between her thighs. A flash of desperation shot through her. Desirable. Why had that word popped into her head? Why couldn't she stop having these thoughts about her own daughter?For the third time that evening,. The CH-47 arrived shortly after 0900 and we got everyone loaded on board, but had to leave our jeep at the airfield. I hoped that Tweed's radio was still OK, as it would be the only one we would have with enough range to reach the compound. Lieutenant Paribetra did arranged for someone to deliver our jeep back to the compound for us. I hoped that we weren't too late, as it was already three hours since the first call had come in.The pilot this time was the same CWO 3 who we had flown with. Now I was ready to breaking her seal when I insert my cock she cry plz do slowly-2 I give a small push in her pussy now my cock top is hang up in her vagina she was crying plz remove it but I immediate rubbing her boobs and kiss with mouth and slowly insert more cock and moving my hips now she was some relaxed then I was inserting much cock and moving it now she also enjoying it now I give a hard push and insert more then half cock in her small pussy she was again Start crying I was not stop. They provided him with the best sensations he’d ever felt. In fact, out of any lover Salvatore had ever experienced -which includes Sylvia, and three nameless bar flies he’d found during the downward spiral that led to his arrest- not one of them made the feeling of ejaculation so intensely drawn out as the feeling of it from wet dreaming, into waking. Halfway through doughnut number ten, Salvatore wondered whether those nocturnal flights were previews into dreams yet to come true. Bull shit,.