I watched as she brought over another tie of mine."Here," she said as she handed it to me. "Put this on as a blindfold and make sure she can't see any...thing."I took the tie and, as Maple raised her head willingly, I tied it around her head, covering her eyes. As Maple laid her head back down, I checked to be sure she could not see. "All set," I told Red when I was satisfied she was ready."Good," she replied, "this is going to be fun."She brought over the pan that contained the mixture of small. I indicated he should turn around so I could tie his hands behind him. "When we've secured the load, I'll come back and release you. Your family will be fine." I don't want you to hurt them," he said."I don't plan to. By the way, don't ever talk to anybody about this. My word you can count on. If the other guys find out you talked, they won't take it well. They will kill you. What they do about your family would depend on what kind of mood they're in. You really don't want to risk that." How. .. never... ohhhhhh!" It felt more wonderful than I can say, making love to Mom like this. To me, analingus is the most intimate of sexual acts -- a pleasure I only shared with very special lovers. Who better to receive this precious gift than the woman who had given birth to me, fed me from her breasts, soothed my tears, taught me to read, raised me to adulthood? As I rimmed her, my right hand slid up the inside of Mom's legs and between them, cupping her warm, wet vulva for a few heartbeats. He wouldn't be listening intently and keeping his fingers crossed as an Intelligence officer assured him that opposition at the site to be raided would be minimal.He wouldn't be inhaling dust from the road patrols, eyes straining to detest the presence of an IED. He wouldn't feel his heart hammering as he strove to keep his fear under control when the bullets were flying; fear for himself but overriding that, fear that he would get one of his men hurt. So far there hadn't been anything more.