Looking down I could see, as well as feel, your lips flaring around my shiny shaft. Our need grew as we now pressed harder against each other. I grabb...d your hips and pulled you against me with each thrust. You cried out, "Ohhh gawwwwwd I’m gonnna cummmm again". Your voice trembled as unintelligible noises left your lips. Feeling you squeezing me as your orgasm approached was just too much for me to take any more. Your clutching spasming channel transmitted every detail of its shape to my. "What's that one?" I asked."Well, that's complicated," he said.I smiled, but didn't tell him why."There are sub specialties within the Military Occupational Specialties. That guy might be an MP dog handler, which means his MOS started out as 95 Bravo, but then he went into the 31 series, which is dog handler. But you can have guard dogs, and bomb dogs and patrol dogs, all of which are different sub specialties. He could be an Eleven Bush with a patrol dog. Or he could be a bomb disposal tech.. Happily putting the shaft to Barbara, his own son. What's more, she acted delighted with the activity. Her eyes were clenched, pushing back on the sink to meet her son's prick. Hearing Duke's greeting, she looked up."Ooof, oh! Ah! Hey dear, glad you could join us. Ah! Yes, don't stop babe!"Not pausing for a second, she arched back, ass higher to take Duke's dick."Barbara! What--? How ... could ... you? Your own son? That's ... that's ... incest!" He accused.At his final word, her eyes rolled. God that girl had such a fine ass... and after last night, I knew what I wanted to do with her again."Hey, why not," Barb said. "Annie, you want to go with us. We can look for some new shoes for you." I don't feel like it Mom," Annie said. "You go ahead. I'm going to catch up on my homework."I was sorely disappointed to say the least. I thought Annie would jump at the chance to repeat our last nights performance. There were plenty of rest rooms at the mall. Apparently I was wrong.I waited while.