I could hear all sorts of chatter on 47's police radio and on the Nextel. "What's going on?" I asked 47."A Police Tactical alert has just been issued,... 47 answered. "There are reports of US soldiers setting up roadblocks around Tacoma, and a convoy of Strykers is rolling up 512 towards South Hill. They're running cars off the road, mam." Strykers? Those are armored tanks, right?" I asked in fear."Armored personnel carriers, mam," 47 corrected. "Not as heavily armored as a tank, but just as. "I stretched up from where I had been resting my head on my husband Mike's chest and kissed him lightly. He gave a sigh that rumbled deep in that same chest and stroked my hair. I put my head back down and listened to him breathe. That breathing was a lot calmer and more relaxed than it had been just a few minutes ago. We had made love for what seemed like hours. It might have been, Mike loved nothing more than to take his time rousing me and bringing me to the edge and then keeping me from. "Damn babe." He moaned silently. I grabbed my tits. "You like that?" "Yeah, keep doing that." He replied with his eyes closed. I leaned over and kissed his cheek all the way down to his neck. I licked and sucked his neck."Mmm" he moaned.He pulled me away and flipped me over. I had no idea he was so strong! He laid me down with my stomach facing the sofa. He towered over me, kissing my back. I stuck my ass out, wiggling it around. Mr. C opened my ass cheeks and found my little pink hole. He wet. Myass grew; in order to give the hourglass figure I wanted. I felt myface shifting around, and even though I couldn't see it exactly, I knewwhat it basically looked like. Gorgeous, with nice thick lips and agenerally open expression.All of a sudden the weight of my tits pulled me forward, so that I wason my hands and knees. It hit me; it wasn't because of the breasts.They were at a stupendous size now, clearly bigger than my head, and Iknew they'd get even bigger (damn my brain!), but the.