She came over and grabbed a file slid past me, unnecessarily close rubbing her juicy ass against my increasingly hard crotch, she paused whilst agains...t me so i quickly grabbed a handful of her big juicy tits. she let out a little moan and slid her hand round to to stroke my now throbbing cock, for a second we held the position both enjoying our groping. A shout came for brandy who was needed back in the office, we were both left very frustrated! We'd started messaging in the meantime and brandy. ” I replied softly. I offered no resistance as Miguel lowered me gently to a beach towel and knelt over me. Placing his hands on my shoulders, he softly and slowly caressed my arms while looking down at me, his eyes filled with adoration. The light of the setting sun illuminated him, and the gentle sea breeze toyed lazily with his dark hair. Returning his loving gaze, I reached up and placed my hands on his waist, gently drawing them towards his chest as I felt the rippling muscles through the. It had been this hot for the whole nine years we’d been married. We’d met at a restaurant one Friday night where she was working as the evening hostess to pay her way through Portland State. I was struck by her big blue eyes, long straight blond hair, flawless smile and freckles over the bridge of her nose. She was wearing a simple black dress and her tits, which completely filled out her top, were gorgeous, her waist slim and her legs well toned from running on the track team. She had the. It turns out that jets are too fast to deliver napalm from the sky, never hit the target, and the choppers weren't really designed to bomb anything, B-52's are just too huge and distant for the job. This has to be kind of close range killing, as close as you ever want to get to napalm, anyway. So they used these World War 2 prop planes, updated,but still, fuckin' deadly. Turns out they were just the thing to drop some napalm or what they called 'whiskey peter" (white phosphorus) on whoever we.