“No, Mike,” she said, “I agree with you. Sex should never be, wham bang, thank you ma-am. It should be slow and sensual with plenty of foreplay....” She blushed again then smiled and added. “Well that's how I like it anyway.” She went on to tell me that she spent a lot of time on her computer, playing games, surfing the web or writing emails, but she'd never thought to look for stories. “I'll have a look at the site and let you know what I think. Have you posted any yet?” I told her I hadn't but I. During a momentary lull in the conversation, Jeff turned to watch Whitworth until he felt Jeff's eyes on him. "What?" he asked as he looked up."Just wondered what was bothering you. Something wrong at the base? I remember that you said you were headed there this morning." No," the General replied. Then after a few seconds, he went on, "Same old thing. I was just thinking about Morales."Jeff and Dave exchanged a glance, but neither responded.Whitworth crossed his legs before taking another sip. She went in and changed. When she opened the door she didn’t come out, she stood back so that only I could see into the room. The purple with black trim looked great and her breasts were sure pressed into that bra.Mom said, “Be honest.”I said, “I like the panties but the bra doesn’t look right.”Mom said, “Go get me a 36-C and a 36-D.”I did and then I took them back to her. When Mom opened the door a crack I got to see one of her breasts. Then a minute later Mom opened the door again. That one. I bend my legs, my feet planted on the bed so I can rock my hips into his mouth harder, as my orgasm gets closer and closer. My bound hands fist in the bedsheets above my head just as he slides his middle finger inside my tight opening. Curling his finger upwards to stroke that certain spot inside me as he sucks and flicks his tongue over my clit repeatedly, he sends me flying over the edge. “Oh god, Daddy! Can I please cum? I need to cum so bad!” My pleas filling the room as his finger and.