" she thought to herself. "Get a grip he's your son." She tried to put the image of Martin's cock our of her mind but her lust and tingling pussy woul...n't let it happen. "I want to feel that cock deep inside my pussy." She started to formulate a plan to fuck her son. Rita isn't a bad looking lady. She has a swimmer's build with 38dd breasts. She's also 5'8" with long brown hair and eyes. To get her son's attention she would wear a sexy short robe that fell just a half inch below her ass with. As we retreated, the group of camp followers with Washington's army dwindled and shrank to a pitiful, and mostly ragged, few, but the colonel's wife and her entourage, were a shining and welcome exception. She pranced through the tent lines with a light step, stopping to talk to this solider and then that, dispensing sweets and notions from a basket carried by the Irish girl who followed her, dodging the grasping hands of the men eager to haul her into their tents or bedrolls for a quick romp.. We drove on, glad to be in out of the weather. Jack had nodded off in the back seat, the rain hitting the soft top creating a soft pitter-patter lullaby. Angel cuddled closer to me as the rain beat down, perhaps because I offered her some sense of security or protection, I don't know. I do know, however, what this exquisite example of womanly beauty was offering me. Sitting there snuggling with me, feeling her soft warm body next to mine and knowing that I could have her anytime I wanted.... After you are dressed up, keep standing besides the chair and wait for further orders.” I was again embarrassed.The instructor had not even bothered to write her name as if it didn’t mean anything to me. In any case, I had to follow the order, no matter who gave it. The dress was a beautiful frock suit, pink coloured with alternate golden and red stripes, a brown chuiridar and a matching pink chunni. I quickly dressed up with all the above mentioned material and wore all the ornaments which I.