She went up to him with her hand outstretched. He snapped to attention and saluted smartly. Kelly withdrew her hand to return the salute and then held... it out again. He was surprised at the firmness of her grip. He wore his name badge and two rows of decorations on his chest.She said, “How do you do, Captain Martin. Am I correct in assuming you are now in charge of the security detail here at the War College?”“Yes, sir. Is there anything the general wishes, sir?” he replied standing stiffly at. But as soon as he started fucking me. The slut in me took over and started moaning loudly. I even said stuff like, “Fuck me harder, fuck this slut.”He suddenly pushed me away and got up from the sofa. He held my hair, dragged me. He made me lean towards the sofa facing my son. Since Sunil was standing, my face was inches away from him, his crotch to be precise.He doesn’t wear underwear. So I noticed that he was hard. His penis was small, but it was hard for sure. I almost wanted to cry. But. Placing her hands seductively on my chest, pushing me into a laying position on the blanket, she straddled my waist. Feeling my swelling member beneath her, she slowly grinded her hips down against me. I raked my hands up and down her exposed chest, grabbing and pulling on her hardened, pink nipples. Craving more of her touch, I sat up with her on my lap and planted firm, desperate kisses across her neck and shoulders, sucking on her skin each time. Moving downward with my kisses, and then. Lately when I make my wife come this way she “rewards” me with getting to lick her asshole. Hell, I love it anyway! My wife must have confided a lot of little secrets to Donna.It wasn’t long until I shot a bunch of cum all over my stomach while Donna was feeding me her ass. As soon as I came she hopped off me and began to scoop up the cum and feed it to me like my wife has been doing.Donna intentionally put a bunch of cum in my mustache and goatee. I could feel it hanging in the hairs around my.