His head kissed down her stomach and to her silver satin skirt. He stared up into her eyes a moment then in one movment let go of her hands and pulled... her knees apart. She tried to keep her thighs together but could not. He was much stronger then he seamed by looking at him. Brian gasped staring at her pussy the low light from the TV reflected off of her bare skin. He could see her lips were wet and puffy. Her pussy was as bare as a baby’s bottom it was nearly to much to be so close to it his. There were even no windows, just a door.The whole room was white. The floor tiles were white, the wall tiles were white and even the ceiling was painted white.Commander Adam Young was 25. He had joined the army when he was just seventeen. He had been a good soldier. The previous year he had been promoted by American intelligence to the ‘1st Special Forces Operational Detachment-Delta’, better known to the general public as ‘Delta Force’ - the US special forces elite that specialise in secret. If it wasn’t for a high and proud forehead that turned almost Faye-like features into a strong and mesmerising beauty with her long blond locks of dangled soaked hair that fell around her body like a golden shield. Her body, long and lean was draped across the deck of his ship, trembling, and yes, alive. Barely. Valour bent down, pushing two long fingers to the dainty jawline of the girl. Ice cold, but her heart pumped strong. Her weak breaths betrayed the strong pulse. One of his men bent. Khar do hfty bd zulfi na mujhe murree janay ka kaha. hum saturday ko sbah murree chaly gaey. murree ma hmne sair ki or phr wahan se agay nathia gali gaey bht maza aya hmen. raat ko 10 bjy hum na maal rroad pa khana khaya or apne hotel k room ma chalay gaey.room ma jatay he zulfi late gaey ma na kaha k woh thak gaey han unhain ma na relax krny k liye unki socks utarin or unhain lita dia ta k woh so jaen murre ma barshen theen jis ki waja se mosam bht thanda tha or kahin kahin baraf bhi thee..