“I just knew you were going have a big, nice dick,” Hasina said softly. Hasina looked into my eyes as she fondled my erection. I closed my eyes an... exhaled as the pleasure flowed from my dick to my brain. She smiled and rubbed the head of the cock with her thumb. I moved closer to Hasina, placed my hands on her shoulders, and pressed my lips to hers. Her hand stroked my hard-on. I slid my lips against Hasina’s and our tongues passionately dueled. She rubbed the tip of my dick against her. My first thought was “She is not that old that she should forget what she wanted to say” but I suddenly noticed what the problem was. She was staring at the bulge in my trousers and forgot to speak. Poor Rose, she had probably not had a man since the divorce. She noticed that I looked at her so she quickly looked at my face but she couldn’t keep her eyes away any longer period. She looked longer and longer at the bulge in my tight jeans. I could then see that her nipples started to get hard. It. In his hands he held a yellow squash. "You mustn't take anything," I said. "If the other soldiers see--" "I'm not going to take anything." He laid the squash on a shelf and put out his hand. "Give me your lantern." I did as he said. He put the lantern on a shelf and turned up the flame. Then he turned back to me. "Lift your skirt." I pinched my lips together but did as he bade me. With my husband, we had always been in the dark, under the covers. The sensation of eyes on my nudity brought heat. My bare cock brushed against his silky underwear, making it jump with excitement. I wanted him to touch me there, to grab hold of me. His other hand went into my hair, twisting my head and baring my neck to him. His showered my neck with kisses and little bites, making my cock twitch with each one.One of my hands found the front of his panties and the hardness within. He was big, bigger than me, and his sex felt good in my hand. At first I just held onto it, afraid that he might take it away.