I started moving immediately while she lay there moaning “baby, oh, it’s so good”. I was really carried away with ecstasy, and coul...dn’t say much myself beyond, “Oh yeah” and “Oh mum I love you”. I pushed hard, ramming it in and out as she writhed beneath me, getting faster and slower as the feelings took me. We kissed and I pressed her breasts. “Squeeze them”, she instructed me. As I was squeezing them, I felt I was about to come. I raised myself up on my arms so that I. I reluctantly stopped servicing her but frankly I was like a bull in heat. I rolled her over and began licking her ass hole. She said, “No, NO, don’t do that, no one has ever touched me down there please don’t… ugngh, unngh oh Billy that feels so good.” I stiffened my tongue and tongue fucked her ass, I rimmed, licked and kissed her ass as she pushed her ass against my face until she climaxed and gave me another squirt of her love juice. Maryanne didn’t like me playing with her ass so I. I grew up in an army villagespecifically for military personal. All our neighbours were militaryfamilies and even the primary school was for military c***dren only.We had lived there since I was 5 which no doubt fostered my lust formen in uniform. One day when I was 14 a new family moved into the housenext door. Their names were Betty and Terry Harden and had 2 youngdaughters but it was Terry who interested me. He was a Captain, 28years old, 5'10", sandy hair, green eyes and a body to die for.. He waved a hand as the two newcomers entered. On the ceiling of the room, projected from behind the couch, a series of images of temple carvings swung slowly back and forth, the pale figures clinging to one another in a timeless parade of lust.Gregg gestured to the cascading images of penetration, masturbation and sexual gymnastics, "Khajuraho has nothing to compare to these, nothing," he said. He smiled disarmingly, lounging back in his white Dhoti Kurta, the fine gold embroidery that trimmed.