Linda was lying on her back, sound asleep. He tiptoed next to the bed and slowly raised the hem of her dress. She wasn’t wearing panties! Her neatly...trimmed pubic mound was just asking for his attention. From the foot of the bed, he inched his head and shoulders between her legs. He gently raised her hips, and put his arms under them. His mouth was only inches from her dripping wet pussy. He could smell her excitement. He touched her clitoris with his tongue, and slowly rotated it around and. Soon she was moaning softly, "Yes, yes!"Her thighs relaxed. I pulled her legs apart and pushed her back towards the tub. Without disconnecting my tongue from her pussy, I had her sit on the edge of the tub, her knees wide apart. I had my hands between her thighs pulling her pussy open. I delved between her pussy lips, tasting her juices right from the source.I pulled back, pulling her cheeks apart to further expose her wrinkled asshole. "Have I ever told you that you have a gorgeous asshole?" I. You had time to go over the files of the teams?”“Yes, Sir, there are a few that might pose more than a challenge for us this year, but we are working on a few ideas to ensure our victory despite external supervision.”“I like to hear more about these ideas later.The short Admiral looked over the conference table at what he called his inner staff. Three women and eight men he had handpicked over the last two decades and all but two were former Cadets at Newport. He had promoted them and gave them. ’ He looked up and caught the eye of a young waiter. He came over to them. He was probably only about 18 or 19 and Roger guessed that he was Eastern European as many of the waiting staff are these days. As Roger started ordering drinks he just couldn’t take his eyes of Alyson. He realised that she was older than his own mother but just couldn’t stop staring at Alyson’s panties.Roger said, ‘She’s nice, isn’t she, do you want to fuck her. I only have to tell her to and she will, or if you want.