Julia stood back up kissing me with her pre cum covered lips undoing her blouse buttons as I felt her suspenders through her skirt.I turned her around...resting her bum against the anvil and lifted her tight skirt above her waist kissed her knickless hairy fanny. Julia was dark haired and so was her fanny, a well trimmed neat hairy fanny I just had to penetrate with my tongue.Julia lifted herself up on to the anvil parting her legs to show her lovely soft lips, the warm smell of her fanny that. The first spurt was thin but powerful, splashing against the back of my throat. Then a series of fat loads coated my tongue and filled my mouth, and I began swallowing his cream as fast as I could. I look up to see my son staring at me with eyes wide, blazing with lust. I decided to give him a little show, so I slid his cock nearly out of my mouth so the tip of it sat on my tongue. I pumped his shaft with my hand and felt the last few cumshots fire into my mouth. I swallowed eagerly and gave. One thing I didn't do was golf. It had been suggested, semi-seriously, by more than one person that if I'd been willing to take up golf I could have made Rear Admiral and stayed in for a while longer. I wasn't sure that it was worth the effort. I was an Engineer. I fixed broken machines. I didn't do politics very well.When I mention the world going to pot, it turns out I was right. It seemed like just about everybody had their own hate group. Some hated the blacks, some hated the whites, some. "Take off your clothes." There, uh, hasn't been much, really," she mumbled while nervously unzipping her skirt. "Just the braces." Why not the eyeglasses?" I wondered aloud."I have to have permission, I think." The skirt hit the floor and she stepped out of it, then pulled her top over her head."My fault, then," I muttered. "Well, I need to do an eval. Keep going. And start wearing the stuff you can get issued -- you can at least get it washed." The issue outfit was a simple shift that barely.