Was I in competition with an eighteen year old girl for my son? Did I have something to prove? To hold on to?"Mom, she's just different. Everything ab...ut her is different but not better than you. The way she smells, the way she tastes... you know."I stiffened up. Yes I did taste Gina before during our encounter at the hot tub but he didn't have to bring that up. Instead of getting mad at him my mind focused on the memory of licking Gina while he fucked her. What followed was unexpected even for. The following is a peek into my fantasy world.It begins something like this: I prepare for the session by first showering, shaving (Including my balls and cock) and using my expensive cologne. The mistress likes her slave clean shaven and smelling good. Next, I do as I am always instructed to do and bind my balls and cock with thin clothesline. Mistress likes to see my cock and balls purple and throbbing when I present myself to her. It also hurts a Hell of a lot more when she whips me there. All of those airdrops had cost money. They spent the whole fuel budget for the year in three months, just on refueling the airplanes. They had replaced equipment at an incredible rate. He had purchased more new parachutes in the last three months, than he had in the last five years.He had wondered why his superiors had not flinched when they had to divert funds to him. Now he knew. The Army was going to get a paycheck. Two thousand men at a thousand dollars per man, per day, was two million. "I'll make it feel better babygirl" He says an squeezes my plump teen ass cheek. Making me let out a lil moan. "Im going to go take a shower, make yourself at home sweetheart" an he makes his way to the shower.I walk into the kitchen an find me something to drink. All he had in the fridge was Dr pepper & vodka. I found a small glass an poured me half a glass of vodka an grabbed a bottle of Dr pepper. I took 2 huge gulps of the vodka an chaced it with the Dr pepper. It burned my chest as it went.