Desi Aunty (14)

The same occurred at promotion time, when a scruffy but great combat leader had to go up against some picture-perfect PowerPoint commando.As it was, the Silver Star was rated higher than my own Bronze Star and could only be earned in combat. The worst thing was that I realized that the higher up the medal rates, the more likely you earn it posthumously. To get the Navy Cross he would have probably had to die... Suddenly my stomach lurched. I stumbled into my adjoining bathroom and just made it to the toilet before breakfast came up. I heaved until I was empty, and only then noticed that I had been followed by the doctor. He helped me to my feet, and I washed my face at the sink. I felt every day of my hundred years at that moment. A hollow man stared back from sunken eyes in the mirror. “It’s just nerves, Mister President. You’ll be fine. Your son will be fine. We can probably get him on the phone.”He led me back into the Oval Office, which was getting crowded by now. The White House. I paused for a second or two, enjoying the feel of her hot satiny wetness, her inner muscles twitching and grabbing at me. Her hips were jerking and twitching like mad, as I started to fuck her with long full strokes. After a dozen or so strokes, the twitching and jerking of her hips, found a rhythm to match mine, her legs coming up to wrap around my hips. She used her legs to try to pull me deeper at the bottom of each stroke, her hips rolling up meet me perfectly. The wailing had quieted somewhat but soon began to build in strength and volume. Her legs suddenly locked around my ass and her hips moved in quick short hard thrusts. I met each one with a sharp movement of my hips, a sharp slapping sound coming from between us. She yelled once and ground her hips against me, her sex getting even hotter and wetter as she came hard. I held still and let her orgasm sweep through her. When she started to relax, I rose up on my knees and unwrapped her legs from around me. I hooked one.
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