She took the money and went into other room told me to take all my clothes off and she would be back with towel, she but fresh towel on bed told me to...lie face down on bed, she then stripped fully off and climbed on my back leaning forward to massage my shoulders I could feel her neatly trimmed bush on my arse, felt real nice as she was massaging my shoulders she would grind against my body, she kept adding a bit of oil to her hands, my god she had a strong hands could not believe how hard she. This ... this pregnancy, will you please take your clothes and personal things from my bedroom and return to your former room". She told me not looking at me.I was confounded, aghast, this was the woman I had adored all this years, the woman who had told me she loved me only a few days ago; I almost turned to leave the house and disappear forever. Common sense told me to cool my mood, make as she said and wait for a few days and see how events unfolded. After I took my things from the bedroom,. “Can I kiss you?” Rob asked. “Yes,” I replied. Then we kissed once and it was a hell of a lot better than I thought it would be, I never really thought of him as a sexual person, he had just been my coach. “You have very soft lips and hands,” Rob said. “Thank you, and they know how to get rough when they need to as well,” I replied. Then I slowly got down on my knees and started licking the side of his cock. It was insanely hard and he seemed to be loving it so far, maybe he had a small crush. It was almostas if all of his mother's genes had become dominant in theregeneration. Weird. Trace had gone from his father's son to hismother's daughter.Trace let her head fall back on the pillow, then answered,"So, now, everyone is going to know I'm a freak." Far from it, Sergeant. You are a Soldier who served her country wellwith sparkling distinction, and who has been compensated as best as wecould do for her sacrifice, you are no freak, not by any means."Sergeant First Class Trace Willard.