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Then she removed her panties. These girls are cleaver. Nothing of her bottom was seen, but what ever seen is god’s gift.After wearing all she washed it and went inside the house. In the mean time I shagged inside my pants. And again slept on the charpai (bed) and was preying god for a sleep .as soon my eyes was bit asleep I heard some sound on the roof, like somebody coming. I peeped with one of my eyes to saw pooja with the washed clothes .she came to hang them for drying. She kept them and went away.Seeing bras my penis was a bit hot again .I went to the rope and saw her undergarment .touched them, smelled them .searched for the tag to see which brand and size. Bra was of some Indian brand and the size was 34c. It was a cotton simple bra. And a cotton panties. I love to see sexy bras and panties. But to my surprise none wears in my family or in my relatives as far as I have seen. Maybe some has started wearing but that I have to find out.Some days later, I was again sleeping there. Seeing as Tatiana and I already handled the situation here, I rerouted the team I had coming here to Israel to 'assist' the twins – that is 'assist' in their departure from Israel.I had just finished when I heard a noise at the door to the apartment. I placed my hand inside my purse and wrapped my fingers around my pistol but was surprised when...Flashback – Jack – At the apartmentHell, if Banzai was going to 'get lucky' I sure as hell wasn't going to be left out. He'd been the luckiest damn bastard on this assignment when we were in Moscow - before we met our girls. Hell, he had a steady stream of beautiful women coming through our apartment keeping me awake too damn much with the noises of great sex. I sort of wondered if Tatiana was going to slow him up some.But I had bigger worries: The damn worry Banzai zinged me with when I left the hospital – was Masha on birth control and if she wasn't was I ready to be a daddy? Hell, we weren't even married yet.I opened the door and noticed.
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