"The good sergeant makes himself far too busy about matters that do not concern him," Igwanda grumbled as he took a solid swig of whisky."Is he?" she ...sked. He looked puzzled. "A good sergeant?" No. He is in fact quite a poor sergeant. Ill-disciplined himself, but too much of a stickler with the troops. They do not like him." Then why on Earth did you choose him?" My first choice, a man I had commanded before, was unavailable, and he came highly recommended," Igwanda replied. "I have wondered. Tony sat at the kitchen table, munching on grilled cheese sandwiches Angela had hurriedly prepared for his afternoon snack.Angela knelt on the floor under the table. She had her son's blue jeans undone and his big swollen cock shaft was in her sucking mouth."Mmmmm, it's such a whopper!" Withdrawing his prick from her lips, the horny mother jacked on his cock hard, murmuring appreciative words at the cum-dripping piss slit. "Such a big, hard beauty for mommy! Honestly Tony, I wouldn't mind if. "You at all nervous?" "A little, hey do you remember that time when Garret Melburg fell during the half time show of that foot ball game?" "Which time? the one where he took out the low brass section or when he took out the woodwinds?" We both laughed at this. "Yeah, we had a lot of fun didn't we?" she said with another smile. "We sure did." I replied "You know what's kind of lame, this party, Its just a bunch of people I hardly know that my parents invited. Why don't we. So when she sat on my dick it went in like a hot rod going through a sponge. She moaned in excitement and pleasure.I made her ride like this for 20 minutes and asked her is she happy. She was just moaning loudly. We had an invisible audience at the door gap. Indu thought we had not seen her but we knew she was at the door gap watching us. She also fingered her pussy a few times watching us.Bhavya cummed on my dick and hugged me. I asked her if she is satisfied. She said, “I will be satisfied.