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Free Forum: BIG BOOBS GALORE taken the necessary pass from the Commandant's office, I left early Saturday morning on the bus to Murree. I had already telephoned Rabia and finalised things with her.
As planned, Uncle was there at the Murree Bus Depot to pick me up. An ex-Captain in the army he always had a few racy jokes to tell about how stupid air force pilots were. The 15-minute drive out to the guesthouse they had rented was therefore very amusing. I also caught up on how his two sons were doing at Kakul Military Academy.
As we drove through the gates of the guesthouse, I was delighted to see Rabia standing there on the veranda to greet us. She looked as sexy as ever. Her hair cut short in a bob and thin cotton Kurta (Thin Kamiz) over a white bra. Her white dupatta (long neck/ head scarf) was draped over her shoulders in the fashion of the day. She took me in her arms and kissed me on my forehead and embraced me pressing her breasts against my chest. My cock was hard and pressed against her lower stomach. I was in heaven. She must have felt my erection but made no sign that she felt uncomfortable about it. We went into the house and I was shown a room to freshen up in. I felt unbelievably horny. I unzipped my trousers and stepped out of them. Next I stripped my briefs off and took hold of my throbbing man meat. The blood engorged head of my cock, already sticky from pre-cum. I wanted so badly to masturbate just like I did on the rare occasions I was alone at academy. I has been dreaming of her taking off her clothes and fucking her for years. Since that day at grandmothers, it was all I could think about.