No one saw as sheopened the case displaying her own awards and such. Inside the case acrossthe bottom were Lorrna's previous pins of rank that she had...worn as sherose through the ranks in the IGP. Briefly her fingers brushed over thetwo Purple Spiders received after being wounded in action. The PlatinumSpider with three star cluster, the same as the Medal of Valor. Sheremembered each award as clear as the days she'd earned them.She touched the black spiders of a Lieutenants rank, the red. I felt someone tugging at the cord of my pyjama trousers - whether it was Mum or my aunt I didn't know, but then somebody was gripping my throbbing penis and another hand was roaming over my body. I was still kissing my mother and fondling her breasts: somehow I was helped out of my pyjamas until I, too, was naked, and then Mum started to writhe against me, responding to what I and Auntie were doing to her, and then her body arched and she cried out. She fell back, gasping for breath, and then. She shuddered as I did so and I lapped harder, for several minutes, savoring the strong taste of her womanhood, until I felt her caught in the rapture of the tingle, her large bottom bucking up and down on my lips.We lay there, caressing one another, she feeling my long slender arms and legs and torso, I kneading her round buttocks, her lolling belly, her fat round breasts. Sleep came to us as we lay there-- heedless of the horror that would find us in the morning.Suddenly we were awakened by. I trace my hand up to her breast and even though it is small it feels firm. I brush her nipple through her clothes and it feels erect, like it wants to be sucked. I feel her shiver and think I heard her say either please stop or please don’t stop. I lightly pinch her nipple through her clothes and have her pull my hand away. I lower my hand down to her waist. I put my hand between her legs and her pussy feels as if it is on fire. I put my hand back on the handlebars and continue to ride. We.