..." I could tell she was looking at me beseechingly, but the benefit of not being able to look into them allowed me to ignore her promises of not tel...ing anybody if I let her go now. I replaced my finger at the warm wet crotch, poking it , loving the softness of her vulva. In a flash, her panties were bunched round her thighs, and her bush,with the vagina concealed within, was exposed. I probed deeper, ignoring her pleas and occassional push, till I found her wet hole, parting the outer lips. She wasn't going to make it up there. She was going to have to stop when she reached five percent in order to keep from suffocating. She would have to stop and the rest of the platoon would all shake their heads at her and tell each other that the woman couldn't hack it out here. And maybe she couldn't. If she couldn't climb a simple hill, maybe she didn't belong in the special forces in the first place.Nevertheless she pushed on, climbing higher and higher while her oxygen level fell lower and. She hadn't bothered to slip a robe over her shoulders. She had on just a short nightgown, which barely reached to the place where the underslope of her buttocks met the tops of her thighs. She walked to Tom's bedroom door, and rested her hand on the doorknob. She took a deep breath, and turned the knob as quietly as she could. She entered her son's totally darkened bedroom and guickly closed the door behind her to shut out the soft glow of the nightlight in the hall.She stood still, letting her. But a couple hours later I rolled over and spooned her. My dick was hard and I pushed her panties aside and slid my dick into her already wet pussy. I whispered in her ear and asked why she was so wet…Ana smiled and said she had been thinking about Byron and that fantastic black cock of his. Then she grabbed my hard cock; took it out from her wet slit and aimed the head to her tight asshole…I moved forward and she moaned as I entered her nice tight rosebud. I pumped her wildly and finally.