...."I squeezed my breasts together around his cock, and he slid back and forth... I wanted him to shoot, so I was doing a lot of what I called "slutt...y fuck talk" . My girlfriend showed me how to do it, said it made guys crazy, every single one, and she was totally right...I was doing that, giving him "the talk", squeeziing my big fat tits around him. He got real excited, started shaking all over, and then he came all over my boobs. He only lasted two or three minutes....he got a little on my. ’ ‘Right, let’s have an open sandwich and coffee before we move out in forty minutes,’ said the general. ‘I’d like us in position thirty minutes before sun-up. We two will follow you Mitch – these things have parking lights I suppose?’ ‘They do but I’ll tie tea-towels over the headlamp to curb flare and distance penetration. That will be good enough as we’ll keep down below the rim-line. I’ll bring out some birdshot cartidges for you Molly. Keep your buckshot out of the way in another pocket,. Yes, I had played the dirty submissive slut but my God, it had been exciting. Had I just discovered yet another something new about myself? Had my lover awakened a part of me that my husband had left unstirred for over twenty years?As I pulled into the driveway my heart sank; Pete’s car was still there. I knew he was on call that day and in recent months that had always meant having to go into work. I had been counting on having the house to myself to try and get my head in order; to work out a. After finishing my drink, I took off my shoes then trundled upstairs into my bedroom and took off all my clothes, and then walked into the bathroom carrying my dirty linen which I then put into the wash basket, locked the door and started to fill the bath with hot water. It didn’t take long for the bath to fill up and despite the water slightly burning me, I got in and lied down for a soak.After a couple of minutes, I heard mom’s car barrel onto the driveway and stop, the drivers door slamming.