Our breathless grunts and panting moans were the symphony of lust and all I could feel was the heat of her desire, the humid air ripe with arousal cov...ring us like a blanket. I fucked another load of sperm into my mother's willing body and slept again."About time," I breathed, watching from the flag bridge as a shuttle approached from the battle cruiser Enix."Lord Admiral?" Colonel Prouel looked up from the star charts she studied."I'll be on the port shuttle deck," I told her. "I'll take your. Uh, boss, is that a good idea?What’s the problem?Nothing, I guess.She’s a nice lady. Just watch out for her and make sure nothing bad happens.Boris went over to Lizzie.“Why don’t you let me help you to the car,” he said and offered his arm.Lizzie beamed up at him. Jake smiled. It didn’t take a mind reader to see that she had taken a fancy to his tall, dark looks and quiet, watchful manner. She was also relieved to find a man she didn’t have to feel guilty about being attracted to. She put her. I silently looked through the opening and saw her looking at the video, and eventually her hand went under her shorts and she started stroking herself. Her other hand went under her bra and she started playing with her nipple.I walked back to the basement door and called her name as if I was just coming upstairs. She came out of my office with her face red and mumbled that she was looking for me to have lunch. After lunch we both went back on our computers and when her school ended, she put. At least that was what Iwas told.Laurence had, quite sensibly, as soon as she had learnt to drive, persuadedher Papa to give her some money, bought a car and fled Paris with nointention of ever returning. It was Laurence who had told me how the restof the French had felt about Paris because she had seen it and felt it as aParisienne. She had showed me it by the brazen way she overtook traffic onthe right before turning left in her car with her 75 plaqued'immatriculation and with her disdain.