Now, I'm no saint. I can't say that I'd never once thought about my mum in a sexual way. As a horny teenager I fantasised about fucking literally eve...y female I met! Teachers, school friends, my friend's mums and sisters, my cousins, aunties, neighbours... it was inevitable that at some point (probably at around 14) I'd bring my sister and my mum into the mix. It was always a massive turn-on to imagine fucking Clair or mum, but I always felt that weird regret afterwards. I was turned on. I gently squeeze your clit with my finger and thumb, now with my other hand I push two fingers deep inside you rubbing your G-spot until you cum over both my hands. I make you lick my hands tasting your own cum, I undo your bra and tell you to pull your panties down. I then lead you to the bed and lie you down face up, I then straddle your shoulders and force your arms still with my legs and feet. I rest my cock on your chin and tell you to lick the head. You run your tongue around the head. And I think we could convince Chantelle. She won't be too pleased though. Especially if Josephine was behind Adrian stealing that envelope you gave me." "He what?" I shook my head. "It's a long story." "Well, I'm not so sure it's a good idea to tell Chantelle about all this. It could wait until tomorrow..." "Yeah, I agree." "Okay. Here they come," he said, nodding in their direction. Chantelle and Annie returned to us with drinks in hand. Chantelle looked so alive and happy. A few hours. ”“I anticipated that you would make that suggestion. I have the papers in my pocket,” Major Chavan said.“Hand them over!”Major Chavan carried the papers over to the General. He watched the man sign them.“I have a second copy. Would you please sign it as well?”General Sen signed the second copy and handed them back to Major Chavan. “Get out of my face, Mister.”“Yes, Sir.”Major Chavan marched out of the room attempting to look every bit a soldier. Once outside the conference room, he closed the.