”“This week is going to be like no other week that I have lived, or even dreamed of.”When we got to Suzanne's mum's place she was waiting to wel...ome us. She was dressed exactly like Suzanne, except that her feet were bare, and I couldn't help wondering if she was wearing panties. Suzanne slipped off her heels and left them just inside the front door, so I did the same with my thongs (=UK & US flip flops, =NZ jandals).When I left home my wife had been surprised that I was traveling dressed so. I was scared and didn’t know what to say. She being 11 years elder to me couldn’t say we were a couple and to be frank, I never proposed her or wanted to marry her because of the age difference. Our only reason for chatting and meeting was to have SEX!Anyway, my sexy facebook MILF introduced me to her friends as her cousin one who came from Tamil Nadu.After seeing the crowd there, I thought my dream of having sex was shattered and I was very scared. Sheela usually goes home by 6.30 pm and it. Bec loved showing off, though she was warned regularly that it was close to indecent the way she wiggled herself. She didn't take the risk of not wearing a bra, which she almost always preferred, because Mum might notice and ground her at the last minute. Becca had been as intimate as two women could be with her mother, but had never managed to win her complete freedom.She passed her Dad as he stood looking through his mail in the foyer. He was still the handsomest, most masculine man she had. "Treacherous bastards." He then turned to his tactical officer. "How many ground troops do we have aboard?" One company of assault troops, Admiral." the officer responded crisply."Have them dropped on the attackers left flank immediately." He ordered."Yes, Admiral." The tactical officer replied."Does the report give an estimate of the size of the attacking force?" the Admiral asked his communications officer."Enemy force estimated at brigade strength, Admiral." she answered.Admiral Jedanaran.