Though the UCW had been good about leaving them be, they hadn’t met the commander of the First Fleet yet.The crew had hoped to have finished their b...usiness and be on their way, but that wasn’t in the deck of cards today. If Rear Admiral Kantori was one of those bureaucratic types who demanded things rather than ask for them, this would be a very short meeting. Alex could feel the Aether bubbling beneath the surface, ready to be unleashed at a moment’s notice. He kept it in check, wanting to see. .).I: kya me galat kah raha hu..batao…She: sir aap kya kah rahe he…I: dekho Nilima, mujhe bhi tumse thoda thoda pyar ho gaya he..mujhe tum achhi lagti ho…par tum bura mat manna..agar bura lage to kah do.. (ye kahkar me uthkar, uski chair ke pichhe chala gaya..aur kandhe par hath rakh diya).She: (vo phir se sharmane lagti he)..oh no sir, aap kya kah rahe…(dhire se..) me bura kyo manungi aapki kisi bat ka…(and then smile and look at me).I got this as green signal and just lowered my face and kiss. I am getting aroused and can feel my penis getting larger and harder. The shorts I am wearing cannot conceal my arousal. She can feel it poking her in the thigh. I give her a big long kiss during which I remove her bra. She did not notice it but when she does she breathes a huge sigh of relief. Her large breasts are staring me right in the face and they are magnificent. The nipples are erect and pointing skyward. I start to take one in my hand and pinch it. I take the other in my mouth and. Kurt and I were familiar with each other, so after we chatted briefly, cooked and ate a frozen pizza for dinner, and changed into our comfy lounge clothes for the night, we perched on opposite ends of the sofa and settled in to watch a movie together.Kurt’s comfy evening clothes were basically a pair of baggy athletic shorts and a white t-shirt. My comfy TV-watching clothes were a pair of thin, loose-fitting, short shorts, along with a thin cotton tank top…no bra. This was definitely.