I went looking for my mother who was still at the gathering of the hens, squawking away with the others. I tugged on her hand to get her attention.“...om, let’s go,” I said.“Shortly, Ricky.”“No Mom, right now. I have a date in a while.”Mom looked at the other women and with arched eyebrows said, “My son has a date. I guess I can’t keep him waiting.”The entire gaggle of hens tittered and chuckled at my obvious embarrassment. Mom let me lead her away by the hand.“Ricky, slow down. You would think. She wholeheartedly agreed in its goals and methods, though they were sometimes immoral.In the hands of another powerful nation, the 'Vulcan drug' alone could be used as a horrible weapon. Just imagining that possibility filled her with horror. Yet, that horror filled her with purposeful drive and ambition as well.Amy Stone had been with the MK-ULTRA Project for just over three years, ever since her career in the Air Force had ended. Her intellect had served her well in the Air Force, moving her. . OOOHH!!I surged to a third climax, sobbing with ecstasy as my buttocks squirmed in the soft fine sand. You held my legs in a firm grip, and your tongue drove into my pussy like a spearpoint. I remember that I closed my eyes as I climaxed, gasping ‘please, oh please, yes, oh, please yes!’You had a wide grin on your face as your head lifted from between my legs, and I could see the sticky trails of my cunt-juice across your cheeks and chin. You moved back up to lie parallel against me, and. It was a beautiful warm day. The seagulls were flying up ahead scavenging for food. They could smell food a mile off. She found her favorite little spot and spread out her bright blue blanket on the rocky beach and plopped her beach pillow to relax on.The waves weren't too high today and the sea was quite calm. An old man walked by with one of those gadgets that could find coins and metal in the sand. He was intent on finding something and was unaware of her sitting there. She smiled at the old.