My dick was 7 inches and was really thick. Also I had athletesbody with six packs unlike my brother who had huge tummy and was fat.She said to me not... to think about her sexually to stop the erection.I told her that’s not possible because she had the best bodies I have everseen in my life. She said it’s wrong for me to think about her and I told her toforget about it and try to help me out. A Bhabhi or mother can anything to helptheir c***dren just like she stripped for me and these words. I ease a finger into your ass and slowly, gently stroke in and out with that finger. I continue to play with your pussy and ass until I feel you cum.I stand now and pull out my raging cock. I grip your hips and push my cock deep into your wet pussy. I fuck into you hard, deep and fast, gripping your hips, telling you how wonderful you feel. I feel the spasms of your orgasm wash over you again and it is too much for me as my pulsing cock shoots hot cum deep into you. I pump into you a few. It was the usual stuff – weather, etc – and then she asked where I was stationed and said that she lived just 10 miles from the camp. ‘Isn’t that an all-male place? Where do you go for female company?’After fobbing her off, I went back to my book and drifted off to sleep as did she. She of course was not of any interest to me in sexual way, but I was still a randy teenager and as was the case years ago and, still to my frustration, a virgin. It was the usual case of wanking morning noon and. “You’re supposed to be in your room!” she snapped.“No I’m not. What was all that? Do you really not know what he wants to do?”“You wouldn’t understand,” said Mindy, looking at her shirt. She finally gave up and reached for it. She was in the middle of putting it back on when Bobby spoke.“Don’t!” he said.She pulled the shirt over her head and looked at him. “Don’t what?”“Don’t put it back on. They’re beautiful. I love looking at them.”“You’ll notice we aren’t alone anymore,” said Mindy, pulling.