The Colonel, a middle aged man with iron gray hair and a tall, lean body, returned the salute and smiled at me when I stood up and walked over to stan...d beside my dad. The older man's blue eyes twinkled as he winked at me."I am Colonel Clancy," he said, holding out his hand to me. "What is your name?"Never having been overly shy or overawed by authority figures, I held up my cast with an apologetic shrug. The older man smiled and held out his left hand. I took the large, thin-fingered hand and. I put the nail cutter on her second button.Me: What the heaven you covered with your blouse, mom?Pranati: The heaven awaits you. Bury yourself in that heaven.I held her hands very tightly from the back. I am getting a heavenly feeling opening her blouse. For a second I put the nail cutter down and put my right hand on her neck under her hair.I pulled my mom’s bitch toward my lips. I was kissing my bitch till my heart desires. She wants to free herself and grab my head while kissing. I did not. Or maybe it’s because of her charm and beauty.I don’t know why or how I came to develop these feelings for her, but what I do know is that now, whenever I have a dirty thought she plays a part in it. Whenever I came develop a new fetish I automatically Imagine my mother.When I had the spank fetish I would just carelessly hit her bum with my hand and imagine that she liked it. She would just simply ignore it or wouldn’t even notice.Then I had the piss fetish. I used to rent DVD of Indian girls. I grabbed the middle of her tail as I pinched her butt at the same time, causing her to jump three feet off the ground. She spun with her claws out and ready to find me rolling on the floor, laughing my ass off at the adorable look of rage on her face. As I finally stopped laughing, Petra’s look of indignation set me right back off again. I could hear Tessa’s giggles from behind the angry otter.Once I got myself under control, finally, I stood and responded to the look in her eyes, “Much better.