Seargent Tork studied her face, convinced that he had seen this woman somewhere before. Her hair was dark brown in color, tightly braided in a circula... crown fashion around her head and tied in a small knotted bun in the back. She was probably in her early 20s judging from her looks, with large brown eyes and slender pink lips on a face too beautiful for a typical combat soldier. Then suddenly it hit Seargent Tork like a bolt of lightning -- the realization of who they had captured."Well well,. Mene apne haat me thoda tel lekar uske boobs kj massage karne laga aur vo bhi response dene lagi aur moan karne lagi.Ah ah ha ah ah ah ah ah ah oh oh o oh oh oh oh o h ah ah ah a ha aha karne lagi.Fir usne bola saale kutte faad de meri chut aur usne apna pani chod diya. Fir jese hi mene apna lund nikala to vo ghabra gai aur bolne lagi saale kya khilata hai apne mote anaconda co.Aaj to meri ghand fatne vaali hai.Mene bola barsose yeh lund teri ghand aur chucho ke liye taras raha hai aajto yeh. When I am nearly soft he asks "Did you like that?" Oh gawd yesssss, that was fantastic, bloody fantastic"."Would you like to massage me?" I can try, never did it before"."You'll learn fast".He stands up and I see that his cock is hard and sticking straight up. We switch places. I kneel at his mid section and slowly start rubbing and massaging his chest and arms and upper belly. His nipples seem hard and erect and I playfully tweak one. He gasps with pleasure. "Mmmmmm I like that".So I rub and. I forced my hard, exposed cock against her back, grinding and curling my fingers inside her. She was quick to join in. Our bodies became more and more animated, grinding on each other and breathing heavily. We were both moaning and cursing loud enough for the restaurant outside to hear us, surely. With my weight against her, Jenna could hardly move from her position, half bent over the sink basin and clinging to it desperately. I was going to take advantage of the control I had. My fingers.