We kissed again still without detaching. He fondled my breasts and kissed them. I urged him to bite my breasts and shoulders.Again kiss, and again suc...ing of breasts. Then we detached. His penis was dripping with the combined love juices. I pulled him towards me and took his penis in mouth to clean. I licked the entire shaft, the testicles and the straw berry. As I continued my oral ministrations I observed that he was again getting ready with good hard on. I took him fully in my mouth and. Through it all she made no sound, neither affirmative nor negative. She simply allowed me to move and position her as I would, accepting the cleaning as I did it. It was as I was turning off the shower that she first opened her mouth to speak. I quickly place a finger over her lips to stop her. I'd heard something in the outer room. It was only the slightest sound, but I'd been keeping my ears tuned for any noises.Even though the military was much less strict than they once had been about. She felt depraved, yet at the same time thrilled and entranced by what she was seeing. God, how was something to wrong turning her on? How was one part of her brain telling her to call out and stop this, while the other urged her lithe digits faster and deeper into her pussy.He certainly was an alpha-male... A strong, aggressive, dominant type that any woman would be lucky to have dominate her pussy, control her and fuck her body with the pure intention of baby-making sex... Yes, for sure, the. Your skirt-power. Your clothing makes me want to… you know.”Oh yes, I was beginning to appreciate the, ‘you know’.He smoothed the skirt down with his hands, over his hips, thighs, and across his backside, trying to avoid directly brushing himself across the bulge swelling up in the front.“Oh, Auntie," he continued. "The tightness of your skirt around my tummy and hips… knowing that this is what you feel when you wear it... when you walk through your office and when you sit.”He became more.