The sight of her standing at the stove brings a new smile to my face. Her shapely nude body displayed to me from behind accented by the strings of the...apron draped over her front. I walk up behind her and gently bump my hairy belly against her back as I peek over her shoulder to see how she's coming with the sausage."Smells good baby girl, how much longer?" "Another 5 minutes Master" She responds as she looks up over her shoulder smiling at me. At almost a foot taller than her, I've come to. Mum was down the pub with the latest ‘uncle’ -- not the Mucky Duck, which was for youngsters -- so I thought I was OK for having my end away on the front room sofa.Miriam started getting her kit off as soon as we got into the sitting room, well after first making sure I had locked both the front and back doors. She took off her blouse, unfastened her bra, and the pair of magnificent tits that had taken my attention in the Mucky Duck tumbled out for my delectation.I sucked on each nipple in. “Bzzzz,” her phone buzzed as a text came in. “Answer it,” ordered Rich as he continued to pay attention to her tits. “But you’re so distracting, I can’t focus,” replied Sophie with a half giggle. She could barely keep her eyes open and fingers typing as she kept one hand intertwined in his hair, guiding his head from one breast to the other. Once the text was finally sent, she leaned back across the seats as Rich simultaneously unbuttoned her pants. “I’m fucking soaked,” she said, locking. After an intense bombardment of mortar fire it eventually ceased. —————- My name is lieutenant Amy Jones of the East Sussex regiment. From my title you can probably tell that I am in the army. I was doing a short service commission which led to the biggest change of my life. Not only does battle scar you physically, but mentally. I learnt that the hard way. Not wanting to be arrogant but I must admit I am attractive at the young age of 25. With 34c breasts and a tanned body from my tours of.