I remembered from earlier what I had done, and I reached down and put my hand on her panties again, right on her pussy. Mom opened her legs a little, ...o I started rubbing. I could feel the crease of her pussy through her panties. It was very hot and damp and she seemed to get hotter and damper the more I stroked her. I rubbed and pushed her panties into the lips of her pussy until they were all wet. I moved my hand up to Mom's waist, and got my hand under her panties and moved it down until I. I was grazed by two bullets, yet finally shot through the front door with barely a scratch. Looking behind me, I saw Corporal Dickson laying upon the cobblestones, dead. My men were returning fire, yet I held little faith in that.I was alone, with an objective ahead of me. Yet a large part of me wanted to curl up into a ball and hide away. Thankfully my duty and the job held my sanity together. Through several messy rooms did I go. Moving double time, I quickly found a stair going up. That was. Let’s start from the ground and work our way up, shall we? First, you are wearing stunning high heels. Not the usual doing the dishes or vacuuming the floor 4 inch Heels in Pink but real bedroom 6.5 inch stilettos. They arch your feet dramatically, causing your feet to look so dainty, so tiny only a real sissy could truly appreciate. You keep them beautifully polished, as I demand and the mirror look of the black leather sets them off. They have a sturdy ankle strap that locks on, preventing. "When I finally came back down the credits where rolling on the screen. I pulled myself together and cleaned up the mess I had made. Then I went to the bathroom to take a piss. I don't know why but while I was sitting there on the pot one of the books I read the other day flashed through my mind about water sports. I moved my hand down between my legs and started rubbing my pussy through the urine. The warm liquid felt so good sliding over my hand that I stuck two fingers up my pussy and.