We rained hell on the unsuspecting guards. I didn't give a crap wbetber they were rebel or government troops. It was my plan to kill them all and let ...God sort them out.It worked great on the first one. On the second one we didn't ram through as we needed to. Martin was much weaker. He managed to get us through, but his driving was tentative. He was obviously worried that he would pass out and leave me stranded.After we switched drivers, I did a quick assessment of Martin's condition. I could. Tabhi samjha dal mein kuch kala hai. Me: didi kya program hai aaj, kya banaya hai badi bhukh lagi hai.Bhavani: shoes utar ke haath mu dhole aaj bohot kuch taste karna hai tujhe sabr rakh. And she went to the kitchen. Washroom mein unki bra aur panties dry horahi thi…i started sniffing her panties. Fancy choice thi, for a gharelu woman like her…suddenly she was at the door of the washroom.Bhavani: yeh kya kar raha hai.. Me: kuch nahi, neeche gir gayi thi upar taang raha tha.B: thik hai khana lag. But he was also a wild and dangerous animal. And so, like most people who stumbled upon a tiger, she was a bit frozen with the shock of it all.Then there was the possibility that this tiger might be licking his chops at the sight of her daughter too.This particular coin, however, had three sides instead of two.Well ... that wouldn’t make any sense, now would it? Perhaps it should have been said this coin had three layers. And the middle layer was that tiger.Bobby had much in common with the. Her body quivered and I felt her pussy clinch my cock. I knew for sure this time she was having an orgasm.Her shaking was harder and stronger than the first time. Her pussy was like a vice; it squeezed and milked my cock. She bent over further as her orgasm rocked her body and I could not stop myself from trying to push my hips forward and back, trying to sink my cock all the way in her. I kept trying to push as deep her as possible into her hot wet pussy.We made it five more steps and her.