Quick turned into an hour in which time I managed to find a man who could write well enough to get me inside my own head and the fantasy orgasm which ...nded with me clenching my teeth and forcing the climax. It was a slimy orgasm. I was forced to wash before I went to bed.The next morning I got out of bed early to get the heat up then bank the fire so it would last till I got home. We were still having freezing temperature right up until noon. However spring was on the way. The old guys hanging. I could see two men, well away from us. They appeared to be carrying only automatic rifles. I gunned the Bradley in their direction.The best defense is a good offense. Or something like that.I could tell the two guys were frightened at our direct offensive move. It also helped that Brenda DiQuinzio, on the gun in the other Bradley, had opened fire on the same guys. The sound was loud, but it was sort of a flat snap, instead of the big booming noise I had expected. Brenda was firing three-round. I lick and probe at your ass until I hear you groaning in time to my actions; as I pull away, I hear a grunt of frustration. I replace my mouth with a well-lubricated finger, running between your cheeks, then putting gentle pressure at your opening. You relax - I can hear you panting as you obviously try to forcibly loosen up the muscles. My finger slides in, slowly, and I watch your face for signs of pain as it goes. You groan as my hand comes to rest against your butt, my finger gently. Maine uski body ko dekhta hi raha.Wo boli kya hua, maine kaha maine aisa jism pehle kabhi nahi dekha hai. To wo boli aaj ye pura aap ka hai. Miane kaha theek hai meri jaan aur ab maine apna sara dhyaan uske boobs diya, kya gore white white boobs the aur unpe pink nipples jaise cheery ho. Ek dum tight aur mast.Maine kaha Pooja lagta hai inka theek se dhayan nahi rakha gaya hai abhi tak. Wo boli haan ab aap inko aur mast kar do.Maine apni jeebh uske nipples pe ferni shuru ki, pehle ek nipple pe.