Passing by the mirror, I saw my drained face and red, puffy eyes. I laughed to myself and thought things were not that bad after all. I’ll be on dut...y, so what? I’m not in the barracks, the world is beautiful, life is beautiful. Around me, everything was messed up, plates, glasses, unburnt candles. The stench of cigarettes from the unemptied ashtrays was disgusting.I went to the bathroom, washed my face with cold water and instantly felt better. Then I made a strong, black coffee.I heard him. Since we were side by side on the sofa, I slid over to her and gave her a little kiss on the cheek and told her yes. She held my head as I pulled back and said "that's not how we kiss in Ireland" and she leaned forward to my mouth. It was wonderful, I felt that tingly feeling again, her lips were soft and she smelled sweet, a hint of vanilla and spice. I pulled myself in closer to her so I could get an arm around her as we kept kissing. I felt her tongue start to probe just a little bit. I pulled on her hair removing my cock from her mouth, “Maybe you want my cock in you ass. Tell me!” Her mouth was still open as she drooled catching her breath. “Tell me...” Her eyes looked at my wet, shiny cock as she nodded. Her intention still focused on the prize just inches from her wet mouth.“Don't you want my big cock in your ass instead of Tommy's little dick?” I heard her whine, “Yeah.” and she nodded again. “Get up on all fours.” She jumped to my request and offered me her ass. I. Me: Didi apka luck kaha gaya. Kaam kyu nahi kar raha.Didi: Main kaise batau kyu kam nahi kar raha.Me: Didi aap hamesa night dress mein khelte ho. Woh pehan kar try karo.Didi: Pagal hai kya, inke samne skirt aur top pehan kar baithungi.Me: Didi hume to paiso se matlab hai na aur jeetne ke liye try karne mein kya harz hai.Didi: Haan baat to sahi keh rahi hai. Waise bhi hamare paas kuch nahi bacha.Aur fir didi ne skirt aur top pehan liya. Didi jab room mein aai to sabki nazre didi par tik.