I stepped closer still and lifted one leg up in the air and without pausing or preparation I thrust deep and powerfully in to her pussy. Vicki began t... cry out but I put my free hand over her mouth and stayed inside her like that for a moment looking in to her eyes. As she looked back I could see how much she wanted it and how much she enjoyed it like this, being taken hard and rough by someone so very much stronger than her. I withdrew and thrust in again and began repeating over and over. Justknowing that you're there for me no matter that." Why was I ashamed to ask her about masturbation? I struggled tofind a reason."Because masturbation is a terribly personal matter," I saidfinally. "Some people think it's shameful in itself. So Iwouldn't want to intrude on anyone by asking." Yes, but it's not too personal for us, honey!" She looked at me,gently chiding. "Sweetheart, we're already so very personal witheach other! We couldn't be moreso. The truth, now!"This was awfully. There were complications that could arise if that rule was violated. Just made things easier … The bed got stripped, and in place of the everyday linens came a set of dark maroon colored satin sheets and pillow cases. They rarely had ever been used, but this seemed like a good time. There was plenty of indirect lighting in the room, but she moved a couple of floor lamps into better positions. Curtains drawn closed. She wasn’t afraid of snoopers, but it sure wouldn’t do to have a neighbor’s kid. “Good morning,” came a brisk voice with an accent none of them could quite place. “Would it be possible to speak to Lieutenant Colonel Joseph Walton please?”“And you are?” came Patty’s quieter voice.“Major Llewelyn Carter,” came the answer. The name also told everyone the accent was Welsh.“Hmm,” came back Patty’s voice. “I’ll see if he’s free.”“Invite him in,” Joe said with some asperity when Patty entered the room.A tall young man entered the room, and the current occupants were all surprised.