After 30 minutes or so the doorbell rang. Wondering who it was I opened the door and saw Mrs. Anderson – Stevie’s mother. “How are you?” she a...sked. I said I was having an ache in my stomach. “Stevie told me you were not feeling well so I decided to come over and see you” “Oh, you don’t need to do that.” I said. “Well, lay down and I’ll take your temperature.” She got a thermometer out of her purse and put it in my mouth and asked: “Are you alone?” I nodded. As we waited on my temperature, I. Carrie tried to control her breathing. Just as she seemed to gain her composure, I turned it up a bit. “Would you like me to use that new toy on you tonight if you can behave?” I whispered with a devious smile.“Yes Ma’am!” she answered then started to chew on her lower lip to keep from moaning. I caressed her outer thigh and ass as I nibbled on her ear then turned the toy back off and stepped back. She gave me a look of appreciation. I was about to go in for another kiss when they called. Lieutenant Wheeler had told her that Commander Fales' office would detail PO1 Dillon to help her become acclimated to the Navy this week. He further told her she would fly to Pensacola, to the Naval Science Institute in early October, where she would receive uniforms and formally enrolled as an Officer Candidate.PO1 Dillon had called late Friday afternoon and told her he'd take her to get Enlisted uniforms. He'd suggested they do this at NAS Alameda, but Chief Kostowe had told them to hold off. “I remember that first time; you didn’t lose it, even after you’d cum. I’ve always been curious if that was just your youth.” She pulled me to a full length. “Obviously not! Good.” It was only a matter of seconds and we were in the classic “69” position, her working me again with hand and mouth and me licking her furiously and probing her pussy with my thumb. As I ran my tongue all around her lips and clit over and over, I felt her pump hard at my cock, twisting her strokes as.