He came back out and knelt down by the guy again. He looked up at John and said, “This guy is a professional. You’re very lucky to be alive.”Jua... swore, “Damn it; tell me how you decided that.”Robert pointed to the man and said, “He is dressed all in black with clothes that won’t make a noise when he walks. He has night vision glasses that are Special Forces issue. The silencer on the pistol is professionally made. The two shots in the bed were where two people would normally sleep. He didn’t. She moved in close and embraced me. Eyes locked and flowing. Mist rose around us as the hot water pulsed on our skin. It emboldened our cause and calmed our nerves. Our hands tuned them to a more pleasurable frequency.I rubbed my scruff to her face. Her head shifted and shivered. *"Too sensual?" Oh no, be as sensual as you want."I felt her cock smooth against mine as we inched together. Our tongues danced between our mouths, moving in joy to the beat of our tango.The smell of her hair was that. "There is something though, was that a pair of my panties you had in your hand?"My head dropped down to my chest and I knew I was red as a beet. "Ah, yes." She walked up to me, reached out and lifted my head up so that I was looking directly into her eyes."Why were you... masturbating with a pair of my panties in your hand?" I... well... I" I was stammering and stuttering trying to think of an excuse, any reasonable excuse but nothing came to mind. "Mom, I'm sorry but ever since I saw 'that'. ” I was holding on to your shoulders now trying not to dig my nails into your skin. “Not yet,” you told me and I groaned. You pushed back to stand up in front of me, never taking your fingers out of me. Pushing me up to the wall, my breathing increased. You looked down my shirt at my perfectly tanned boobs. You kissed down my shoulder to my cleavage then started to unbutton my shirt with your teeth. This was so hot and I tried to control myself but my hips said otherwise. They started to thrust.