Big Ben has booked four Bugsy Girls for our exclusive use. So tonight have a few ales, a game of darts, a go on the Karaoke, and then fuck yourselves ...enseless with a Bugsy Girl."Not quite Henry V's address before the battle of Agincourt, but then, I'm no Shakespeare.Christmas Dinner, as is traditional in the British Army, was served by the officers and SNCOs of Bravo Company, and soon my section were laughing and joking with the best of them. As Big Ben served me he said quietly, or as quiet. After that, we were just mother and son again. At least for a while.We were the last one to arrive. Again. The asked my mother what had happened. She told them she drove in the wrong direction. Somebody was telling the usual “Women and driving joke.” Everyone was laughing. No one asked further questions. No one knew that my sperm, mixed with mum’s pussy juice was dropping on the floor. Was running down the inside of her legs. The thought of it made me horny. Once more.But we had to play it. My mistress came over and spat the cockjuice in my mouth and then went back over, and they proceeded to fuck her from both ends. I had never heard her like this before, she was moaning with pure bliss across her face, wrapping her legs around her black stud, as the other proceeded to fuck her face with his big cock. It lasted for ages, and I was incredibly horny watching my ex-lover get fucked properly for the first time. She did everything with them, letting them fuck her arse, pussy and face. You’re home safely. Take care.” I began to walked the next three blocks to my home when I heard say something. “Is there any way I can talk you into helping me with my homework?” I turned around and looked at her. I smiled, “The smart girl is asking the jock for help on her homework.” She frowned at me, “Well excuse me. I wasn’t the one who was assigned calculus for math. I figured you could help me with my algebra.” I looked at her for a moment. I sighed, “Sure. I’ll help you.” And followed.