Bethany watched in fascination.“What the heck?”“A KGB Colonel’s parade uniform! And this,” I said, pinning a medal on my chest, “says that...I am a ‘Hero of the Soviet Union’!”“Holy crap!” Bethany gasped. “It’s perfect. I mean it looks real!”“It should! Colonel Anisimova and Minister Voronin got me an official, properly tailored, «Комите государственной безопасности» uniform!”“A what?”“Committee for State Security. What you know as the KGB. Right down to the shoes and shirt,” I said.Then I. Basically it's something that we lie on. So I ask her if she have a sample but she doesn't. She suggested that we go over to her house as it's just across the road so I agreed. When we got there there was no one home as her parents r out to work. I told her that she could take her jacket off as there's only us n she didn't have to be so formal to a Friend n she agreed. I walked over behind her n help her to take her jacket off n she thanked me. Not knowing that I was looking down into her dress. I was out of my mind with pleasure. I had never experienced such delight before. She is quite a lover."My cock was hard again with her description of her seduction by my beautiful horny mother. Theresa seemed to be getting hot with the memory also. I decided to wait as long as I could before sticking my now throbbing cock back up her sweet cunt."Caroline got up from between my thighs and laid down on the bed, pulling me up face to face with her. Her kisses tasted of pussy juice and your cum,. Your hands begin to explore my warm body, roaming across my ass. I gasp as you deliver a sharp little stinging slap. Your hands then continuing their journey, up over my sides finally sliding up and then under my hanging breasts cupping them. You grip my already erect nipples giving each a slight pinch. I am fidgeting and squirming against you, needing your cock inside me again. Needing you to take me back to the precipice I was at such a short time ago. I am ready to scream in my frustration.