Nagji bola, “Dekh to. Kesi garam ho rahi hai bechari. Ek to hum sab se chudi hai. Aur woh bhi free mein chudi hai.” Ab Arbaz ne mujhe ghuma kar me...a face uske lund ke samne laya.Woh bola, “Pehle to tu mera loda chusegi. Hahaha. Ye le mera loda tere muh mein. Aah ye le. Waahhh huuumm. Mast poora le.” Ab mere muh mein Arbaz ka lund tha. Woh apna poora lund mere muh mein andar bahar kar raha tha. Aur uske har jhatke pe main moan kar rahi thi.Thodi der bad Arbaz ne apna lund mere muh se nikala aur. They were calling for our surrender, not that they could take us prisoner unless they flew the ship out. The stupid ship captain and the regiment commander were negotiating the surrender when I used my magic and called them with an idea they approved.It was not mine, it was my platoon sergeant's. We used our armored suits and linked the squads together before going out the airlock. I used long range glasses to find the other ship before we used grav shrouds to cross to it. We split into teams. Being slightly ajar I clear my throat and nudge the door open with my foot. Empty. Now being closer to the rear of the store, out of range of the sounds of the slushie machine and the videogames, I can hear mumbling from the rear wall. Maybe someone robbed the place, tied him up and hid him under the desk. I waltz over to take a look. Nothing. While the sound is muffled, it is slightly louder. I look up and see an air vent. Next room maybe? I leave the office, returning the door to its. . Some days later she started wearing ‘red lycra legging’ her butt looking ’36d’ and ‘thigh’ looking curvy and very hot, and tight kurti and cup bra looking her boobs ’36dd’ from side view, all the aunty’s in our society surprised to saw her, and uncles looking at mom like they want to eat her boobs and butt, very frequently that uncle used to come at our home, when I was in college,her status getting changed day by day ’36dd-30-36dd’ her ‘lycra leggings’ became too tight for her. One day I was.