The light showed a mound of pelts of some kind behind him and a crate of what looked like poppy next to the crate Hall was digging in. I saw other cra...es marked in Cyrillic and Chinese and Arabic and closed my eyes, pinching my nose. This was gonna take some serious explanation by the Intel weenies. You don't send a Ranger recon team to a farmhouse expecting it to be abandoned and accidentally find what looked like a major way station for goods smuggled into and out of the country."Please tell. I said thanks and we became little close and started talking. One day, she asked for my number as the house owner wanted to talk to me for some reason. I gave her my number. In the night I received a message from an unknown number. I responded and it was her. She said its asha. We started talking and in 2-3 days, we were very close enough to talk about the shape and size of our body. I told her that I always liked her body. Its of perfect shape and size. I told I wish you were my wife so that I. Main mauke ki talash me tha. Tab tak unka peticoat aur blouse chura ke raat ko apne chat wale kamre me ek bistar mod woh kapde bistar ko pehna, uspe nanga let apna pani petticoat pe ragad ragad ke chodta tha, log muth maarte hai.Magar mujhe aise maza aata hai, thodi aurat wali feeling aati hai isme, aisa lagta hai jaise niche aurat hi leti hai. Chalo aage badhte hai, mujhe yeh kabool karte huye koi sharm nahi aa rahi hai ki main apni sagi chachi ko nanga kar ke ragadna chahta tha, aur buri. Ostensibly there as hostess and gofer, was June – Mom – the sometimes concubine of Gunny or Melody or Vivie as whim and occasion suited. In reality, she was there as an eavesdropper and a consultant, again as the situation suited.It was almost too funny; June had been instructed to chime in whenever she felt she had something to offer, but Bossie had been told to zip it. Inkie asked through Helva, A sheepish Gunny blushed and answered, He waited and Inkie nodded for him to continue. he.