I'm not a great reader of books unless they concern themselves with military or marine theory and practice.Romantics at home may believe that war is a...great adventure filled with daring escapades, heroic deeds and such like. In reality it is mostly utter boredom interspersed with tiny pieces of sheer terror. That boredom is often associated with a crushing discomfiture born of disease, unsanitary conditions, fierce heat and chilling cold. The terror: a realisation that someone at an impossibly. Fir usne mere lund ko pura muh me leliya…….aaaaahhh uhhhhhaaaaaaa.. bahut maja aa rha tha……. Karib 15 minute tak vo mere lund ko chusta ra… fir vo sidha let gaya aur mujse kaha mere bobs ko chuso….. mene nighty puri utar di…. Usne pink color ki bra pahni thi me uske upar se hi uske boobs dabane laga…… thode upse hua the jiske karan real boobs jesa thoda lag raha tha…… me bra k upar se hi uske boobs ko dabane laga…..Fir mene uski bra nikal di…… uski nipple bhi thodi nikli hui thi…. Vo kafi boobs. Alison is having hysterics in the sitting room, and wants me to spank her with a cane. I don’t know what the fuck is going on here.’ Sue wasn’t as close to Alison as Mabel was, therefore she wasn’t blinded by emotion when thinking about her. Walking into the sitting room she saw Alison sitting on the sofa crying hysterically, her whole body shaking with the strength of her emotions. Alison looked up and saw Sue, to their surprise she stood up and stripped off her clothes. Her skirt and jumper. Just me.’ He leaned forward, eyes narrowing. ‘I don’t understand you,’ he said. ‘I used to think I did, a long time ago. When you were wide-eyed and eager. But . . . I don’t think I ever did.’ I smiled. ‘Don’t try to understand me, Ian. I’m a woman.’ He laughed sharply, lowering his head for a moment. ‘Got me there.’ The waitress returned with his drink. I told her we needed some more time with the menu. Ian looked back up once we were alone again. ‘Tell me this is only what I think it is,’ he.