He snapped back that all bitches knew their natural position was on their hands and knees doggie style. Alison marvelled at her son's grasp of the sit...ation and half wondered if she had created a monster for here he was aged thirteen ordering his own mother to be his bitch in the doggie position so god knows what he would be like at 18 or 28 years of age.Immediately she turned over into the doggie positions and was greeted with another whack of the paddle; Tim demanded she open her legs wider. I crawled to the opposite wall, pulled my knees to my chest and watched her. The bubbles in the water had already begun to thin leaving that thin white covering that allows you to see and not see. Damn even the bubbles were teasing me.Then she opened her eyes and looked at me.And smiled.If there was ever a smile to remember for eternity, this I guarantee you was the one. She wanted me here, she was in control, she would dictate proceedings. I suddenly knew all this and slowly nodded to her in. Get that weapon loaded and those extra mags stowed. You'll be in second squad under private Zink's command. Your radio frequency for squad operations is 7-C. Got it?" Got it," she replied, feeling overwhelmed and more than a little confused. Just what the hell was going on here anyway? Nevertheless she put her helmet on her head and attached her throat microphone just above her shirt. The radio pack — a small plastic transmitter about half the size of her PC — she tuned to bank 7, channel C and. That sent her into an orgasm, and her knees bent down to her tits with her feet curled back, spread wide open, and I forced my cock as deep up into her as I could. Meg howled and started cumming, her eyes rolled back in her head and she was silent and I kept pounding her cunt, forcing her thighs wider, her feet lock back and toes spread. I could feel ehr cum coming out around my cock and working around my balls. I grabbed her by her hair and by the shoulders, using my shoulder to force her.