An incongruous mix at the best of times, but she still hadn't restored the skirt to its normal length and apart from the boots being at least three si...es too large, she was still pantyless. I couldn't really generate much interest in the usual sensational 'Soap star had an affair with queen mum's second cousin' garbage in the newspaper.She giggled as I sighed and put the paper down."Mum for God's sake, how am I supposed to concentrate on catching up with the news when you keep flashing your. Your head hurts, your feet are sore and your back is weary. You have pushed yourself to physical limits and beyond, demanded by those that seek the admiration for your hard efforts. Efforts that you deserve recognition for, that you know you will never receive. Can you imagine, me walking up to you as you throw your coat on the sofa. Looking deeply into your eyes, tenderly putting my arms around your waist, pulling you close. Your eyes so elegant yet so deep with frustrations of the day to day.. One of the windows has been broken just enough to fire my rifle at possible intruders. Remember, stay low and keep your wits about you.’ With that we all went our separate ways. I quickly made my way down the flight of stairs to the third floor and positioned myself in the window. I set up the Robar SR-60 allowing just the barrel to barely peer out of the broken spot. Using the scope, I located a group of escapees in the clock tower across the courtyard. Silently lining up my shot, I took out. I moaned. It felt amazing. Your other hand, which had been slyly tweaking my very hard nipple, slowly started downward. All at once I felt two fingers inside my sopping wet pussy. I jumped. You didn’t stop. You slowly fucked me with your fingers, never once letting up on my clit. It built up and built up so much that I could not take it. I leaned forward and grabbed your neck – biting into it so I would not scream. You kept up your slow and steady pace – building up my orgasm. I could not take.