“Am I doing it wrong?” “No, you’re not doing it wrong, but we shouldn’t do this.” “You’re hard. That means you want to, doesn’t it?�...� My mind raced, trying to figure out some way out of the situation that wasn’t going to hurt her, but my head was a muddle. Before I could think of anything, she said, “You’ve always told me the truth. You want to be with me, don’t you?” The trap tightened around me even though her hand uncurled from around my cock. I don’t know what else I could have said. “Yes.”. ” She had to stop, she was laughing so hard.After several minutes, she calmed enough to say, “Sorry. We’re not going to have to worry about transportation when we’re out there. The supply officer said he wasn’t sure, but he’d run it through to the higher ups. Mike Douglas made a phone call, mentioned that it was for you. Something went up and then down the chain of command pretty damned fast. The day I was there, they were unloading some of the Jeeps. More properly, M151A2 Fast Attack Vehicles.. Enjoy.You hurried down the pavement, hood of your jumper pulled tight over yourself, hunched forward as you warily made your way towards tonight's potential entertainment, route lit by the yellow glow of streetlamps. Your heart pounded embarrassingly into your chest. For a straight-enough guy looking to sate his curiosity, the rumours sounded too good to be true- that your local public toilets, the ones you walked by nearly everyday- were all of a sudden home to a glory-hole that housed all. I fucked her hard that night, closing my eyes and letting the images of my stepdaughter drive me to an orgasm deep in her mother's pussy.Ok, so now... back to the present and the incredible blowjob I was getting from my wife, when I detected movement out of the corner of my eye, in the area of the arched opening into the kitchen...Not sure of what I saw, but suspecting Ashley had come upstairs and accidentally caught us, I refocused my attention on her mother's mouth and its treatment of my.