“I still swear a bit I’m afraid!”“I don’t mind honestly!” I grinned up at her. She carefully eased herself off me and my cock swayed in t...e air, until Susan reached out and curled her fingers around the shaft. She glanced down at me. “Shall I finish you off?” I nodded quickly and she began to wank me expertly. I closed my eyes and gave myself up to the wonderful feelings as Lynne slid her hand between my legs and started to run her fingernails around my balls. The work that the two girls. The men on the other lookout post started dropping grenades down into the Cleft, effectively stopping any more from coming through. It was a scene from hell. The Afghans could not retreat on our side of it, so it was either be shot down or burnt alive. The battle essentially ended at that point and we gathered up our wounded and dead. Most were caused by the first explosion. The Memsahib would not rest as she treated the wounded, but two died later. Their wounds were too severe for her to save. I browsed some of them and was astounded at the number of men who were looking for other males to share their wives or girlfriends with. Of course, I was aware that many of them may not be genuine; some were obviously fantasists and some fakes but there would be many of them who were genuine. In some ways it was frightening. As I started to get into the psyche of those males I began to realize that most of them genuinely loved their wives; worshipped them in fact, but there was some fatal flaw. I want to run my fingers through your hair. I want to see your velvet juicy lips wrapped around my penis and your sharp tongue flick the tip of my cock and sucking the cum out of me like a vacuum, while your eyes are rolling into the back your head mine want to the outline of my penis in your throat.I want taste your sweet pussy so much and lick you until orgasm by swirling my tongue around your clitoris while pinching the gap between your pussy and ass with one hand and use two fingers from.