Suddenly, he spotted it. Quickly turning into the parking lot he looked over the car trying to establish if it was indeed his mom’s car. He peered ...round surveying the business whose lot he was in and saw the sign almost above his head. “ADULT BOOKS AND MOVIES” it read in bold letters. “PRIVATE BOOTHS” in smaller letters it read just below that. No way was this his mom’s car, not in here no fucking way. His mom would never go into this place, never! Bummed out about not being able to catch up. "I didn't hear pickets go up."The veteran sergeant hawked and spat into a bush. "The Captain-General has had to face that marching isn't as easy as riding. The pickets are tired, Captain. We have pickets about a hundred paces to the left, twenty paces forward and two hundred paces to the right. We're lucky, we are. He's decided to wait for the Mexicotal bearers to come up before we start up this next ridge. They won't be here until shortly after daybreak. When we get to the top of this next. We move closer together and our bodies press our hot flesh into a passionate bond. Breaking the embrace we move back under the shade of the tree. Conversation is hard to maintain and periodically we make out only to suddenly stop as the guilt becomes unbearable. Why the hell are we doing this it is like we are tempting fate but my natural urge to bend her over and pound her pussy drive me to do the opposite.I can not take it anymore, I take hold of the fabric of her shirt and pull it over her. (I have a huge fetish about my ass. Call me weird but I've always thought that I have a better ass than most women I have seen. I'm proud of it and I'll post pics of me asap!!) Having him grab my ass sent tingles through my body. It made me so horny and I began to suck his dick faster. "Is this really your ass?" he said."Well ya." It feels so amazing" Thanks. That's what it's there for."I began to focus again more on the head of his dick. I couldn't get over how juicy it felt in my mouth. I.