The wine is going to my head and adds to the love-drunk feeling I have just being here with him. We finish our dinner full, content and happy. I help ...ith the dishes and we clean them still drinking our wine and flirting with one another. The day has been long with the beautiful fall drive to this cabin and making this place our home for the next few days. My body is happily sore from the hot bath and the intense release. We are laughing and ready to sit back in front of the fire. I lay across. His uniform was Russian, mostly, although it was almost covered in bits and scraps of cloth, leaves, and even sticks.He led us down to a hollow in the ground where a dozen similar men sat completely unconcerned with the encroaching battle. He led us through them, directly to a weathered old man with a few scraggly chin whiskers and began talking in a language I’d never heard.The old man looked at us. “I am Scout Sniper Platoon Commander Seriov. Did you run?”I nodded stiffly. “We were never. But its some thing gods decision. If its a gods decision. What! He said in confusioon manner!Kiss me! What he was smiling i said kiss me! Oh my woman of dreams ! He kissed me he take my juicy lips into his mouth.ah! Ah! He give deep frecnh kiss! My pussy wette by his lust full tongue which is injected my mouth he foondeled me his hands was on bottacks i was very exited lust waves was comming from my body. Suddenly we back. What your name ! Rashmi! I Said.Rashmi i am mehmood kasim ! Can you do. "Like a dying man at a buffet, Richard dove right in. He knelt by the bed, ran his hands up her legs. Her skin was the finest he'd ever touched. He tugged. She scooted to the edge, draped her thighs over his shoulders. The her arousal scent struck him square in the face. She smelled of ginger, and lavender. He kissed the inside of one thigh, alternated to the other. Every time he switched back and forth, he licked up any juices. The more he swallowed, the more ravenous he became.By the time he.