I went up the steps and through a double door into a small room where a stern faced receptionist sat behind a desk.I announced myself as "Ensign McCal..., reporting for duty. I'm supposed to see Mr. Forsch."She answered, "Please have a seat and wait here" as she picked up the phone on her desk and dialed an extension. "Murray, I have Ensign McCall here for Mr. Forsch."After about twenty minutes, a short, bald civilian came into the room and said, "Ensign McCall"?I replied, "Reporting for. I do as I am told, to reveal my cock which is twitching around with a mind of its own as I feast my eyes on Kay’s voluptuous full figure scarcely contained by her lingerie. She openly looks right at it and, hands on hips, tells me to jerk myself off. I don’t need any second invitation, my hand is a blur on my shaft as I frantically wank myself. Inevtiably I can’t hold on more than 10 stokes or so before I get to the point of no return and my cum flies out everywhere. Kay is transfixed watching. .As I expected, the Comanches ignored us completely as they concentrated on finding their missing horses. It was possible that they would seek revenge, but I doubted it—Comanches may be kind of crazy, but they are a long way from dumb! It was obvious that the war chief's medicine was shot to hell, and that had to be repaired before they dared to venture out of their main camp.We stayed on the road for just over three hours until we came to a place that was easily defended and had its own water. Kou saab ab dalu kya? Samirne pucha. Ha lekin jara dire dal na. Samirne lunnd meri gaand par rakha our phir se jorka dhakka mara our pura lunnd gaand me chala gaya. Dekho saab pura lunnd chala gaya. Samir bola. Sale tumne to meri gaand phad di haram jada kahi ka. Mai chillate bola. Samir ne haste haste phirse lunnd in out karne laga. Ab vasline ke karan dard nahi ho raha tha balki kuch maja aa raha tha. Dhire dhire mai bhi meri gaand aage piche karne laga. Kou saab maja aa raha hai na? Samirne.