She had red fishnets and new pink panties on. Like most of her underwear, the panties were too sheer and too small to cover even half of her ass. Even...her asshole was visible thorough them.Her bra was very sheer, silk cloth that didn't provide any support to her blatant tits. She had reapplied her make up and now looked like the street prostitute ready to be fucked."I will be just a minute honey." she said as she heard me come in."Mom! You look sexy but we can't go out like that." "Don't worry. One of the best things in life is watching the face of a woman who is about to cum. There was a look of pain, which really represented the intense pleasure that was coursing through her body; her mouth was open and she looked liked she wanted to scream, but could not; and intermixed with all of this was her anticipation of extreme pleasure raging through her body and a fear that I would not let her have that pleasure. I watched and listened as I rolled her clit around in my wet fingers and. In less than a minute she was in my arms on the bed. “I cried when you quoted Browning. Did you know it’s my favorite poem?” “No. It just came to me.” “I don’t remember you being so romantic.” “Yeah, I don’t remember your tits being this big,” I said, and felt a hard nipple with the tip of my tongue. She took my wrist and led my hand to rest between her legs. “I’m ready,” she whispered breathlessly.” She was. It was as wet down there as a hot bath. I was ready too. She moaned as I entered. ”“There’s a bigger picture, Lance Corporal,” Bork started. “We need aggression to fight the Sa’arm. Nurturing it...”“With all due respect, Sarge,” Brody interrupted. “That’s bullshit and I think you know it.”Brody shook his head. “I owe you a lot Sarge – you and the Lieutenant both. I owe you both my life a couple times over. If it hadn’t been for the two of you – well, I know there’re a couple of our missions I wouldn’t have come back from if not for you and the Lieuy. I understand that and I.