He was supposedly a specialist in Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD). ‘So, Jon, tell me about any stressful situations you’ve been in and how y...u feel being back in the real world.’ I stared at him. What the fuck did he know about anything except the real world? ‘Well, I’ve had the dream about my actions in Afghanistan a couple of times, but only portions of it now. I don’t dream the entire action. I also don’t have much stress in my life, so I don’t feel like I have PTSD at all. I’m not. ." Jeffff..." ... hips, and a smaller waist in proportion to those hips, than men do," he finished, smiling."And that means... ?" Ann questioned."It means," Jeff said, tightening Arlene's belt for her, "that a regular holster generally doesn't set properly on a woman's hips. Look at the way mine sets. The holster is vertical — approximately parallel with my body." He dropped one of the Glocks in her holster. "But look at Arlene. See how the gun butt sits in very close to her waist, and the. Isliye uska Manali ke prati expectation bhi badh gaya. Woh ab mere biwi ko khud ki biwi samajhne laga.Par Manali abhi tak poori tarah se uske vash mein aayi nahi, ye Rahul ko andaaza nahi tha.Manali: Please, don’t do this. Mujhe accha nahi lag raha hai.Rahul: But why? Kal hi toh humne, I mean kal woh sab hone ke badh bhi tum itna uneasy feel kar rahe ho?Manali: See Rahul, kal jo hua woh sirf ek act of sudden reaction thi. Mujhe khud samajh mein nahi aayi ki mujhe achanak ho kya gaya tha!Rahul:. I could feel her wet pubes rubbing against my shaft again as she violently kissed me. I felt her hand slide between us and grab my rock hard cock. She manoeuvred it so that it rubbed against her pussy, my helmet tickling her clit and running right back to her asshole as I thrust. She stared into my eyes. “Fuck me right now.” She demanded. I wasted no time lining myself up with her opening and sliding myself deep inside her. She gasped a huge moan of pleasure. I pounded at her pussy with all my.