When the big guy (Sarge he said to call him) said that if any of us wanted to volunteer to be chosen to go with the 'selectees' that we had better sta...nd up, grab our CAP IDs and get in line. When the other marine (that's what they were), started to separate the volunteers into choosing groups Mom quickly got us up and herded us into the line of women in front of the counter. She kept her arms around us the whole time, which was good because otherwise I probably would have run into the Ladies. Why did she and her deviant family have to be my patients? I bet Clint was fucking all of them. His sisters, his mother, definitely his cousins, and his aunt. It was so wrong. So taboo.My pussy clenched so hard. I had to get laid. It had been so long. Several years.“Well?” James asked, shaking his head. “You seem out of it.”“Just a weird day at work,” I said, throwing my daughter’s soiled thong into the washer machine. “Let’s eat.”James WilsonI ran my hands up and down my sister’s waist as I. ” I paused, looked to the Walkman in his lap, the opening three-note strings-and-guitar salvo of Zeppelin’s “Kashmir” leaking full-blast from the earbuds—duh duh dunt, duh duh dunt—as he nodded his head enthusiastically to the beat. He wasn’t going to hear anything. Her tongue explored my ear. I pulled on her nipples; she gripped my cock and squeezed and a rush of blood tumbled through my weary veins. It was my turn to squirm and moan. I reached my fingertips out to contain more of her heat,. I moan a little more. She whispers in my ear once more: "Doesn't that feel better?" My words choke as they come out. "Uh huh." I say. Her warm hand slides up and down my shaft gently. Feeling every inch with her warm fingers. Reaching the bottom of my pole, she cups my balls and gives them a firm, yet gentle, squeeze. Producing a deeper groan from my throat. Leigh slides her hand out from my pants, and with both hands below my ears. Pulls my head down for a deep, passionate kiss. She sucks on.