We ate a light supper and then got ready for bed. I put on one the nightgowns Mother bought for me for my birthday last year, the one with the pink ca...mi-top and matching harem pants.I sat on the padded bench facing the oval mirror attached to the back of the dressing table. Mother stood behind me, brushing my golden waist-length hair with the silver handled brush that had been my grandmother's. Mother groomed it with long, slow strokes.I closed my eyes. My melody wafting faintly inside my head. Would any of you object if your child decided to be a Civil Service officer, like young Redburn here, rather than a Marine? And I fully intend to have the base brats from Scott included in this Cadet scheme. Now, uniforms." He thought for a moment. "Any ideas?" By your leave, Colonel," requested Samantha. The colonel nodded. "AI, please give me a 3D model to work with, about the age of the cadets." The figure of Daniel Bachelor appeared in front of everyone. "Cute," commented Samantha. “The downside is it makes me really horny.” “That’s not a downside unless you’re alone” I replied, grinning at her. “I know what you mean, it makes me horny too. My cock also gets harder when I’m smoking than when I’m not.” “Good” she said. “I like that.” She leaned over and kissed me, a slow, soft kiss. Her tongue probed, parting my lips and began dancing with my tongue. As our tongues danced, I moved my hand to her waist, pulling her. I could only see the back of her head, but all the movements from it certainly painted the picture. Also, with his hands pressuring her head, helped with that too. To top it all off, I heard those disgusting, yet hot sucking sounds from her, so I knew she was sucking it somewhat hard. I had to smirk as much as possible, but I clearly wasn't about to stop pleasing her. "Crap, Sandra," he moaned, covering his face with both hands. "You're a dynamite GILF, I can't say enough good things about you,.