America’s Sexiest Milfs Part 22

By evening he had traveled another goodly distance, by his estimation. Toward evening, his mouth was dry with thirst, but he forced himself to eat two pesmitas, even though they increased his thirst terribly. That instructor said I could go without water for three days, and in my case it wouldn’t have been that long. On the third day he awoke not till noon, his mouth parched and dry. A little more. That was because a second wave of German attack was coming, this time with Stuka attack bombers. The airplane in front of him had to turn either west or, more likely, east, back to the airfield from which it had taken off. Like a distant kiss. What to do with it? If he reached his own, the lack of his pistol would be the least of his problems, and if he met the Germans, what could he do against a patrol of well-armed soldiers?