Smiling, I slid a hand beneath my shirt, absently trailing the line of my collar bone and running my fingers deliciously down my cool neck. My nipples...peaked, poking the thin material that was their only cover. I moaned softly and let my head fall back, as I teased a nub between my fingers. I hadn’t felt this turned on in months, years even. What was stranger still was the sensation of being watched and the fact that the wetness building between my thighs showed how much I liked it. I wanted. " Yes, Sir," Master Sergeant Denison replied, and hurried from the room.Kim slammed her books down on the kitchen counter and announced to the world, "Men are jerks." Is that what you learned at school today, or is that just a general observation?" JJ asked, as Amy began scanning the room for bugs."They have a one-track mind," Kim said, in response to JJ's question."I can only detect one bug," Amy informed JJ. "It's in that plant on the counter." Thank you Amy," JJ said courteously. "Please. Hearing this my mom started crying even more loudly. Now I know she was not joking about this.Seeing her cry made the heartache. I ran toward her and hugged her from behind and started to console her. She told me about his father going back to India. How his grandpa forced him to marry for political benefit. She took another two glasses of wine. She’s drunk now I could tell that.“I hugged her harder. I know mom it’s hard to accept this. But things can’t be changed. Let’s forget about him, you. The room reverberated with her verbal encouragement as well as the wet sound of her sloppy little fuckhole being invaded deep and hard.“This what you needed you fucking slut! This what your little fucking pussy needs!” I was doing a pretty good imitation of being in control but truth be told I was teetering on the edge but I didn’t want her to know it. “Oh my god yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! I’m cuming! I’m cummmmminnngggggg!” and with that she slammed down on me one last time and stayed there. I.