After basic training i was sent overseas and that is where my story begins. Once i was assigned to my unit i felt out of place. My brothers in arms wo...ld be off to the local whore house on the weekend when we where n't in the field. On the week ends i would either take other guys duty so they could go out or i would hang out in my room either reading military manuals or writing letters to my mom. This was my life style and i was labeled a barracks rat. I was pretty much a loner until one Monday. That way nobody ever got hurt. They looked in all of the boxcars and found nothing of interest. Pancho boldly entered the passenger car. He was taller than most of his compadres, and far more flamboyant. The gun belt that held his silver .45 also had a large silver buckle. His black shirt had silver buttons, and around his hat was a silver band. There were only six people in the passenger car. Pancho said a few words to some of his men and they proceeded to collect all of the valuables from. "My god aren't your nut sacks empty yet"? Tyrell pulled her on top of him, her sore pussy strecthed open to accomadate the laarge cock going deep in her again, Jerome had lubbed his cock without warning he stuffed his large cock deep in her ass. Her eyes shot open she was howeling, crying and moaning. "Oh your killing me please stop", the guys kept pushing until the cocks touched deep in her canal which is seperated by a thin membrane.Tina stopped crying, she was rocking her body wiggleing her. I just sat on the chair. She came towards me and started serving. She was still in her bra.Divya: I have never had a candlelight dinner, let’s enjoy it together.She then came towards me to serve. My sister was so close to me that her boobs were inches away from my face. I felt an urge to grab them with my hands and press them. But, she was my sister.Immediately, I felt guilty that I thought something like that. After serving, Divya stood just beside me and started caressing my hair slowly with.