“Shit!” I muttered. Then to him I said, “Sorry, sir. Please come in.” Bravo Three started scrambling to their feet. “Yeah, come to attention...” I ordered.The officer laughed and came inside the room. “At ease, at ease.”“Some watchdogs you guys are! The hajjis could come in here and you’d never even notice!” I told them.“At ease!” The colonel kept laughing. “You’re Corporal Reaper?”“Yes, sir, and this is the rest of Bravo Three.”“Good, good, I’ve been wanting to meet all of you.”“Sir?”“I’m. We turned, we traveled every passage, we turned again. We climbed, we jumped, we flew, we fell. In overwhelming silence, in final thrusts, baptized with the hotness of her moist, I filled, I fed her insatiable womb. We came, we gasped for air, we stayed one.Embraced, we closely held each other. A premonition of dawn entered through the window and touched her face. The snoring stopped again; the bed creaked. My instinct was to jump, to fight for her, but with surprising strength, she. Mom kept looking at us with her arms crossed like we were being unfair, but we didn't care, we just kept fucking right in front of her, I guess now she knows whats its like to be us. “Fuck I wanna cum so bad Randy! Make me cum all over that cock!” Rita moaned.Without saying anything and eyeing mom the whole time I flipped Rita over on her back missionary and pushed back into her while grinning at mom like she did to us so many times I lost count. I didn't break eye contact with her as I fucked. She sat beside me. Again, instinct seemed to take over. she undid her blouse, button by button, then held it out at arm’s length between finger and thumb and dropped it, as if I was performing a striptease.Then she reached back and unclipped her bra. I gasped as her big white boobies dropped down, the nipples stiff. I tentatively reached out a hand and cupped it under one of my breasts, rolling the nipple between my finger and thumb, as if in wonderment. I dipped my head down and sucked it into.