Damien was trained from an early age in a militaristic environment by his father, and not only him as his base of operations was close to their home, ...ost of the time entire units that were stationed there from time to time during different OPs, spend their time around Damien’s home, Army Rangers, Navy SEALs, Marine RECON, he spend time with all of them, learning in bit by bit from each one, as if that wasn’t enough, his mother, Evelynn, was the headmaster of the most prestigious school in the. He knew she would be liquid, an intimate and fragrant pool of warmth inside her, but the time to touch her there was not quite yet. He stroked her secret hair and held her close. A few moments later, he covered her--then just held her, his hands outside her clothes. "Soon," he murmured. "Yes. Very soon," she breathed, and wriggled against him, warm and safe and loved. She lay quietly in his arms. "When can we meet again?" she asked."That's up to you," he said. "I can come to you anytime.". If I choose the wrong outfit I’ll fail.’ I scanned my wardrobe, pulling outfit after outfit out onto the bed or onto the floor as I searched for the perfect outfit to make an entrance. Finally at 7.45pm I was ready. One last check in the mirror as I ran my eyes approvingly over my outfit. I went for classy and tasteful rather than slutty. A simple black dress, mid thigh with long sleeves, tight fitted, high necked, puritanical almost, though not puritanical enough to hide my 34C breasts which. Kneeding my balls with her hand, she wrapped the moist underwear tightly around the base of my cock. "Tell me when," she whispered, and then began sucking the head hard, pumping and twisting both hands on the shaft, making an occassional slurp as saliva escaped her mouth and dribbled onto her breasts or chin. I was in heaven, and soon I was on the verge of cumming. The thong wrapped around my cock gave an extra sensation of friction, and it pushed me over the edge."Ok, ok..." I breathed. She.