She was not wearing the bra. Now it was easier for me to play with her nipples. After a few minutes, she told me to come beside her and keep her sleep...ng son at the end of the bed. I did as she ordered and now I placed my hands on her pussy. This time she didn’t resist. She ordered me to remove her lower.I still remember the words she told ‘Utaar de’. And I quickly removed her lower. She was not wearing any panty and there was her clean shaved pussy in front of me. I was seeing a woman’s pussy. Start that bouncing around again, and I'll go sleep on the couch- and leave you here." Stunned, I did as she said- and after another 30 minutes of slow grinding, she let me cum- I thought I was dying. My whole body spasmed with the most intense, powerful, breath-taking orgasm I have ever had. We drifted off to sleep together, me still handcuffed, her head on my chest.I awoke the next morning to the smell of frying bacon. I started to get up, but my hands were still handcuffed. I was starting to. There was a letter from Betty in every batch. It was mainly homesick inducing stories, with a lot of breezy gossip about life on the home front. A piece of news that I didn’t like was the fact that Duke had been classified 4-F.It seems that poor Duke suffered from the dreaded malady of flat feet. He regretted being unable to serve his country. But he was doing his part working at his father’s bank. Perhaps that was the reason why Betty’s letters began to come less frequently. Then the final one. I welcome comments and feedback from anyone who takes the time to read this.You can contact me via e-mail at: [email protected] Time Book 3: IntrigueChapter 1: Midnight MeetingTiffany closed the door behind her as the last of the amazons filed in to the room. "I want to thank all of you for coming here tonight," Tiffany addressed the dozen girls sitting in the room with her. "I appreciate your all showing up on short notice. I'll try to make things short and sweet, so we're not too.