Master is going to tease this out for punishment. He pulls my bra down revealing my nipples and he starts caressing the, tweeking my nipples as he goe.... Bastard! He knows that nipple play goes straight to my clit. I’m moaning already and he hasn’t even entered me yet. Oh god… he WILL enter me…won’t he? What if he just builds me up and walks off? He’s done that before and it was absolute torture. After a solid 20 minutes of nipple play and the occasional clit stroke master gets on his knees and. I’ve never served in any American military unit and I’ve never flown an aircraft. The idea is to tell a story without letting the technical stuff get in the way of the plot. I hope that doesn’t put you off too much. This is the third and final episode of the ‘Dear Mother’ series. Thanks for sticking with it and I hope you enjoy it. * Chapter 1: I turned and looked back down the aisle at the beautiful woman walking slowly toward me, her father on her arm. She was radiant in her lovely white. The combination of all that was happening to her plus the squirting and taste of Alyson’s cum into her mouth had the wife having one of the biggest climaxes she had ever had.The wife almost collapsed on top of Alyson as her climax eventually subsided but the husband hadn’t cum and was still pumping her arse. Seconds later she felt her insides being splattered with her husband’s hot spunk. Master then took over and said to the wife, ‘kneel over the slut’s face and let your husband’s spunk run. Her feet were glistening with fresh stinky sweat! I went in immediately and started rubbing them and she let out this sexy sound that was a mix between pleasure and ultimate relaxation. I didn't care about lotion because there's a time for lotion and it's not when her feet are covered in delicious sweat for lubrication. As I rubbed them I made sure to caress ever part of her feet that I knew were always sore, ever toe was played with I loved sliding my finger between each toe. I basically used.