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The week drug by until Friday and I was so excited I couldn’t wait for the day to end. Since we would be at my house, I said she could dress casual. As the grill was going and the potatoes baking, the doorbell rang. My kids were out as usual but they knew dad had a date tonight and were quite surprised since it was the first one since their mom died. Sara was beaming as I answered the door, wearing a yellow sun dress about knee length, with flowers on it. Her blond hair flowed around her. I stupidly wondered if the war was over or something by the way they were acting. When they got out of sight I whistled the men out and we double timed it until I saw Chung squatted in the middle of the trail waiting on us. I sent the men into cover again as I went to him."Sarge, what go on? They white men like you and they have big camp in valley ahead. There Chinee and VC in that camp with them. They all act like they great friends. Ling watching but he no understand either." Find us a place. "Cmon! Follow me!" Jane exclaimed.She led me to the shower. Doesn't make much sense because she just got out, but I'm horny, I'd better roll with it!I got the shower at a good temperature, and then we kissed. Our tongues were dancing with eachother. She was moaning, and I couldn't take it anymore. I stuck my dick in her cunt.I started pumping my slick dick into her tight pussy. She was very wet, excluding the shower. I pumped harder and harder as she moaned harder and harder. I was about to. I told them I couldn’t make a decision and leaned in close to smell of Brat’s pussy, then I smelled of her mother’s pussy. I went back and forth several times before I told them I needed a better smell. That was when I sank my tongue in Brat’s pussy and rubbed my nose into her clit as she squealed in delight.Connie looked at her daughter and said, “I love it whenever he does that to me.”Moments later I did do it to her and it was her turn to squeal in delight. They both smelled and tasted so.
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