“Better do an internal, Sarn’t Major” I suggested. Indian porn “No,” she said, “No you can’t you can’t.” she exclaimed. “Why yes,” I agreed and I opened the door, “do come and see me if you change your mind,” she trotted past me, more pig than human, but somehow more tragic without her gag, and she trotted off across the soft sand. “Yes, capital idea,” I agreed, “See if there’s any bacon or pork, of and make it drink beer.”
“We’re short of beer sir.” Brough explained. “They got CSM Brough with a rocket,” Sarah said quietly, “In a snatch Land Rover, RPG we think, with a couple of girl signallers,”
“Dead?” I asked. “Lieutenant, close the door if you would.” I requested, “Just check Brough has the measure of her first.”
She giggled and closed the door, “Do you think you could actually ride her if I got a saddle?” I asked. “So are you going to rape me again?” she asked. “You had better call me Tony,” I suggested, “Under the circumstances.”
“Yes sir,” she agreed which showed she hadn’t listened to a word I said. “That’s tight enough,” Sarah whispered so I tied it off and did the other arm, it seemed sureal that she was requesting me to do this to her. “Knock it off sir, I’m gay remember!” she said thinking I was