The door was open as if she was expecting some1. When I entered I saw that she was wearing a very tight salwar kameez which looked as if it would tear... open any time. We sat on the sofa & were sipping coffee & talking about almost everything but sex. Then I asked her why she looked so unwell. “Just a headache” pooja said. I immediately offered to press her head to which she did not object. I made her a little comfortable and reared her up and back on the sofa. I pressed her head slowly &. It had been a wonderful evening. The twins, Marie and Christine, were at Rays parents house. They had gone out for a quiet dinner, then came home and made love under the lights of the Christmas tree. It was, by far, their favorite time of year. There was a fresh covering of snow outside, that gave their home a magical look. They were startled by the ringing of the telephone, on the table above their heads. Let the machine get it, said Ray. But what if its about the kids? Were right here and. I quickly complied. “Legs spread, on your back, ” he ordered. Again, I obeyed. But I could feel my attitude changing. I was still scared, but that familiar pull in my pussy was beginning. I couldn’t possibly want this, could I? He stood above me, his jeans open at the crotch, his cock rising above his body. It was huge, bigger than anyone I had had before. I could feel my mouth watering, I just couldn’t believe that I wanted this as much as I did. He bent down to inspect me, pulling my ass. I sold the estate because I could never go on to that property again and then I seemed to have nothing left, although my grandparents were very good to me. Yvonne had urged me to come back home and live with them but I did not feel I was ready for that. So I joined the army. I had this urge to put wrongs right, if you can understand that. I’d seen myself leading a unit into an occupied village and sending the rebels on the run or killing them and freeing the villagers. But during pre-training.