"I'm sorry. You came to celebrate and here I am a weepy mess. I'm so tired!" This isn't about what I came to do, sweetheart. It's all about you. What ...an I do to help make this a happy birthday for you?" Wash me, feed me, and put me to sleep?" she said hesitantly."Blow out your candles," I said. She looked at the cake on the table. Only three candles were still burning, the other twenty-one having melted into the frosting. She blew out the remaining candles."You win! Your wish is my command."I. The poor widow was on the verge of being kicked out of a plush officer's residence right on the water. The sympathetic base commander had arranged a job for her at the Staff Non-Commissioned Officer's club at the main base. Strangely, the widow had suddenly become an embarrassment for the other officer's wives. It was really more because of her very sexy figure and charming smile that seemed to dazzle any male with a cock that still got hard at such temptations.It was her pending eviction from. Curiosity definitely got the better of me when he made sure that I was the last to leave, cupping my breasts and telling me what a handful they were and patting my rear asked me to go on the next Sunday morning and help him put fresh hay in all the cages, I was very wary, especially when he said we would be on our own and he would make it fun, but I agreed, surprising myself later at my eager anticipation for my first solo visit. His fussy wife gave me biscuits and a large glass of milk and. Oil ke karan jaise jaise main apni Gaand ko Lund par press karraha tha uska Lund meri Gaand mein jaane laga tha.Voh wine peene ke karan thoda bold hogaya tha, usko Lund under jaane ki feelings ke karan voh full masti mein bolne laga, “yaar tu to pakka Gaandu lagta hai kya aramse mera Lund leraha hai, na tujhe kuch takleef lagti hai aor na mujhe under daalne mein problem horaha hai”.Main bola, “tum sahi kahete ho darling, jab Gaandu ban gaye ho to Lund under lene ki tactics a hi jaati hai”.Yeh.