She found it screwed up with the newspaper. There was no mistake. The words 'Kit Form' leapt out at her from the paper.'Fool, fool, fool,' she muttere... to herself. Why hadn't she checked? She had been too happy to see a model car cheap enough to buy. She hadn't seen anything else.Despondently she repacked and re-sealed the box and once again put it on top of the wardrobe.She went to bed very, very depressed.The next morning she was in a better mood and had decided to take the car back for a. But babhi went for 5th round and came back with a rose flower in her hand and sat next to me. I asked where she got the flower and she said where she got. After 5 minutes she stood from the bench and came infront of me and gave the flower to me and wished me happy birthday and took my face in her hands and kissed me on the forehead. I asked her for one more and she waved my hair and kissed again on the forehead. Now i have the confidence to move more closely to her. After that we went home and. You will see the wreckage when you climb out. It will be out your port windows.”“Did you pick up any survivors?”“Sir, the four survivors are in our little stockade. Would you like to speak with them? None of us speak Japanese and none of them speak English, so we gave them food and water and left them locked up until the Commander at Pearl decides what to do with them.”There was nothing to be gained for the General to take time looking at people who couldn’t speak our language. The intelligence. Neither of us said much as we concentrated on the pure pleasure of fucking. There was a “squishing” noise as my cock slid into her oozing slit. And my balls made a slapping sound as they smacked against her ass. From the sounds she was making and her breathing, I knew she was getting close. I was close as well, and had to tread that thin line between fucking her fast enough to make her cum, but not too fast, that I would cum. I wet my thumb and ran it around and over her asshole. Jeanine.