Pahle mai teri behan ko patauga aur phir uske bad choduga. Usne kaha lekin woh to tujhe apna bhai manti hai to maine kaha uski tension mat lo mai use ...pata lunga.Toh who bola theekh hai hai try kar mene deepak se kaha yaar agar me namrta ko pata lu aur who khudh apni marzi se chudh wane ko taiyaar ho jaye tab toh tujhe koi problum nahi hogi toh who bola nahi agar namrta khudh apni marzi se chudwati hai toh tu ushe chodh daal mujhe koi problum nhi hai her haal me mera dost khush rehena chahiye. In between times Robert was having meetings with Local Air Controllers, LAC’s, stressing the importance of clear target information. What they could see at ground level was quite different from a pilots view some two to three hundred feet above. To stress the point Robert showed them gun camera footage of the pilots view and soon a rapport was formed with them.The first contact came to Tim and Bill, a LAC had reported taking fire from five Taliban. When the ground troops returned fire they had. Sliding her hand down under the waistband of her panties, Judy began rubbing herself. She moved her hips slightly as she worked her fingers into her pussy. Stan moved his hands from my tits back down behind me, lifting the fleshy globes of my ass cheeks up and spreading them as Judy moved further back, giving her full view of his hard cock slamming in and out of me. He nodded down at her jeans and said “Why don’t you take those off and get more comfortable.” Without hesitation, She pushed her. I looked through his inbox and my eyes widened when I read, “Kelly,” as one of the email subjects.“No, please don’t be,” I thought as I clicked on the email.I put my hand over my mouth when I saw a young girl, who I assumed to be Kelly, giving oral sex to my son’s bully. It didn’t look like she was very good at it, but I couldn’t imagine what my son had felt seeing such a video. Like that wasn’t enough, there was a second short video in which she mounted him until they orgasmed. I couldn’t.