” I said. “But these are the girls I met in Vegas. I told you about it.” She closed her eyes for a moment and then she smiled.“Yes, I love tha...t story each time you tell it.” she licked her lips and I saw her nipples getting bigger.“What is the problem?”I pointed at the pregnant one. “It didn’t stay in Vegas.”She looked at me and then at the pregnant girl.“Naughty boy” She said but I saw her mind was thinking otherwise.“You are not the gentleman they thought you were. Letting a pregnant lady. The drive was made in almost complete silence. I glanced at her legs once when her airline skirt road up her perfect thigh."Eyes on the road or we'll crash," she said sternly. "You can look at my legs all you want later."At last we got there and my front door closed behind us."Nice place," she said looking aroundShe removed her airline jacket to expose her white logoed blouse, her large breasts were trying to burst out."It's not often I can look a guy in the eyes," she giggled.With her heels on. " I say, and I grab her legs and push them apart and lower my head to her cunt lips and start eating her sweet pussy like a man eating his last meal. This brings her an orgasm that leaves her shuddering for a couple of minutes after I take my mouth from her. Once she calms down and catches her breath, I take her hand lifting off her the lounger and walk with her into the house. This is a common fantasy we have and replay over and over again. That is until last week. I had met a man at work and. He had made a major mistake ordering Mark into the wadi. His career was in jeopardy. He was totally untouched by the fact that one of his soldiers had died, that his second in command was badly wounded and that another NCO was injured. He was troubled about himself and his future. He was aware that his conversation with Mark had been overheard. He panicked.Fortunately, Mr Winstanley was there and took control. He relayed Tony Thorpe's messages to battalion who in turn passed on the situation to.