For some reason, I seemed to perform exceptionally well in the "rapid fire" part of the testing and a number of the trainers would cluster behind me w...th binoculars to confirm that my groupings were tight and accurate. I wanted to explain it came from years of following my father out into the wilderness to find food for the dinner table and he had taken pains to insure my accuracy by a lot of "hands on" reinforcement on my defenseless rump if I missed the target. That seemed a little too. ....but I stopped her by kissing Her again. There was no resistance or hesitation from either we knew what we were doing we knew what we wanted and didn’t care about the ramifications. Getting out of bed I grabbed Her hand and helped Her up. She looked beautiful and I told Her so. Her grey hair a bit tosseled, Her cotton blouse a bit wrinkled and partially unbuttoned. Hunger and passion in Her eyes, I had never seen Her like this. As She stood facing me I put Her hands on my belt and I finished. ‘Good morning, my Love,’ I whisper in her ear before nibbling her ear lobe. ‘MMM, it is a good morning,’ she moans as she turns her head offering her lips for a morning greeting. Our lips touch softly as my hand continues to caress her large but firm breasts. My hand covers her right breast and I feel her nipple hardening against my palm. Our kiss grows more passionate as I open my hand and make circles on her nipple with my palm. She turns on her back and her hand begins to stroke my chest,. "After she had her first orgasm that night, her competitive streak returned, and she pushed me down on the bed, and began to ride on me.It might seem to her that she was in control of the situation, but soon, she was losing herself in the pleasure once again, and I sat up and sucked those nipples of hers, squeezing her breast at the same time."Oh gosh..."And there goes her second orgasm.It accumulated up until the fourth orgasm before she decided to stop being competitive and just enjoy.