Tabhi maine dost ko call kia or oh bola tu mujhe mil or maine usse room ki key li lieyOr suman ki wait karne laga thodi der bad suman aya . Aja suman ...ya lag rahi ek dam sexy. Usne black color ka dress pehna tha usme use boobs mast lag rahe the. Maine or suman auto pakad ke dost ke room chale gaye . Room ka door kholke jhat se door lock kia or use jor se kiss karne laga or oh bhi mera sath deni lay or main us kiss kartha or uske boobs ko dabane laga uske mooh se awaj nikanle lagi. We didn’t realise it at the time, but our time with the Reserves was also added to our service records. The Captain had also sent in glowing reports on all of us. It would even help Robert’s career as he and his friends kept doing it after we left.Phil and I decided that for the holidays at the end of the year, we would go to Phil’s home. Neither of us was worried about Jay and his dad as we felt that together we could handle most situations. Neither of us was quite so skinny anymore or so. As usual she asked me how she looked but this time she didn't wait for a verbal reply she watched my physical one.My cock got hard as soon as she walked into the room wearing her short black skirt and her almost see through shirt."Wow that looks nice Missy. I think you should go with that one." I said trying not to be to obvious."I think I will. Would you come upstairs and help me with something?" She asked nonchalantly."Sure." I followed her upstairs and was ready to do what she asked, not. Hey. Today is the five-year anniversary of your passing. So I figured that I should finally come down here and visit you.God, I still remember the day that you were born. It was the best day and the worst day of my entire life. You pushed your way into this beautiful world and, for some unknown reason, your mother passed away 10 minutes after you were born. Her heart ruptured.(Pregnant pause) I guess the strain caused it to burst, I dunno. They never did have any answers for that question. So I.