I also visited my old Ho,e town and ran into Melissa my first day. I invited her for a coffee and piece of apple pie and we chatted about old times. �...�How,s Bruce doing?” I asked. “Very well I guess! He,s on his second tour of Vietnam. He,s a captain now, but doesn,t write home as often as he should. He,s been trying to get home as we want to start a family, but his unit is short officers as they’ve been losing some in combat!” “Apparently according to the news it,s been hell over there!” I. To parso hamare next lane me hi ek flat me 2 ladkiya nayi nayi rahane aayi hai. Unme se ek,jiska naam priyanka hai,wo us din dudh lene aa gayi thi . Dukan par. Mai der se uthkar apani coffee bana raha tha pr dudh hi fat gaya. To mai waise hi niche dudh lane gaya. Maine use 2-3baar gajarte hue dekh tha. Pr kabhi jyada dikhti nahi thi.Fir mai jab dudh le raha tha to wo bhi wa hi thi. Nighsuit me gajab ki dikh rahi thi. Usaki puri size clear dikh rahi thi kyuki usne bada tight nightdress pehna hua. She can't focused though as my finger was probing deeper than she could imagine i guess. I got her weakened. Rendered her strokes on my shaft to a complete halt. Her breathing was picking up as she was holding on to this wonderful feeling of being pleasured by a mere finger. Then i decided to up the ante. I removed my finger and got a bit more soap working to a latter. She was about to stand straight but i said in a sexy voice in order to continue the mood..."No babe, I ain't done with u yet.. ." he whispers, as I continue to rhymetically press my palm into and rub against his stiff bump.I watch his face closely, taking in each and every expression that flashes across his beautiful features. The shock, the smiles, the concentration and furrowed brow. It makes me somewhat sad actually, to think that this wonderful young man has ever experienced heartache when he himself is so perfect.I use both hands to fiddle with the stiff button at the front of his jeans. Once that's undone, I pull.