She looked up and gave me a sly grin as she uncrossed one leg and then the other. My mind immediately went back to the day in the garage where I took... the teasing little cunt hard. I gave her a nod and headed up to the bedroom.My wife was in our bathroom getting ready for our evening out with friends. “Is that you, Clint?” I heard her ask as I closed the bedroom door.“It’s me,” I responded.“You need to hurry and get ready so we aren’t late,” she urged.I took off my work clothes and changed. . .. not gigantic dick ... big yeah ... but not porno stuff ... fits real good thought ... Peter opened the door and was greeted by the sight of his date's mother waiting for him on her knees, clad only in a garter belt smoke gray nylons and black high heels. She had heard them come in.Maur said, "I thought that stuck up thing might have left you horny, so I thought I'd be ready for some instant relief." Who could refuse such an offer? Peter was in front of her and she was pulling his pants down. I was filled with lust to make her my sex slave. I wanted her to bear my child. I was filled with a lust to fuck her in her jingling ass. TO squeeze her boobs, to feel her nipples in my mouth. I wanted her very badly. Her favorite bra was black one; I love women in black bras. That day she was wearing a loose red zardosi top and black jeans, with red top and her black bra was easily visible. U knows how tempting it can be when u can see through a sex bombs blouse. Anyways, I had planned this. .. all Warsaw Pact forces here in the West.”Carlson just shook his head in amazement. He looked at Kelly and asked, “And how is it you know the Field Marshal?”Kelly sat up straight in her chair and her face became impassive. “Because I entertained him at the school, General. Or I was supposed to. Actually, we spent the night with him coaching me for a Russian test I had to take the next day.”She turned to Solov and asked, “How is your daughter, Katrina, by the way?” Turning back to Carlson, she.