I whispered between licking her ear as my hand began to lightly move over her tits. Mom I would really like to lower my head to your lap so I can tast... your skin above your stockings. But honey I am driving. I know mom, I would like to drive a little also. Drive you crazy that is. I laid down on the seat and put my head on mom's knee. She was looking at me while I looked up her skirt. Mom didn't have any panties on. Mom your pussy is beautiful. Baby, your making me wet. I moved my face under. She smiled took the cigarette out of her mouth with long slender fingers. "Thank you. Just what I needed. "She lit her cigarette, handed back my lighter and drew a long breath on the cigarette and blew it out. The cold made her breath condense immediately as she blew the smoke out and it hid her face for a split second. When it cleared the first thing that struck me were her hazel brown eyes. "Are you waiting to be picked up?" I asked her, " Cos if you are, then why not come inside and we can. He didn’t take her hints. “I really think you should wait till I’ve had a shower babe” she protested again as she felt him trying to position himself between her legs. “Can’t you just go get me a drink?” she pleaded halfheartedly, trying to hide her face from the light coming in through the curtains. Sensing there would be no winning she gives in to Sam, shifting so she is laying on her back and lifting her knees up so Sam can get between her legs. He positions himself so he’s lying on his. Luke wasn’t so sure he would get used to her absence. More importantly, he didn’t want to. I — The Reaper Cometh One Year, Nine Months Later ‘BREAK RIGHT! BREAK RIGHT! DROP FLARES,’ Airman Luke Patton yelled as several bullets impacted the helicopter just feet away from his station behind the pilot and by the side door. Swinging his 7.62 millimeter minigun to the origin of attack he instinctively pulled the trigger, spraying hundreds of rounds in a matter of seconds. As the bullets rained down,.