Despite the seriousness of the situation, Christine couldn't help but notice the play of his tight butt as he walked. He might be in his forties, but ...on obviously took care of himself.As she fetched the bottle of whisky and a shot glass, Christine thought about the box that her sister had found in the attic of their parent's house, assuming it belonged to Christine because her name was on it. Much to Christine's surprise, the box had been Ron's. What was inside the box revealed that he'd. I removed her top and pajamas. Took scissors and made a cut in her bra and panty. She started scolding me. Also, I cut her rubber band having her hair open up like black and sun-kissed golden curtain. I then tore her bra and panty with my hands. She got shocked. I then gifted her the lingerie I had bought for her.Black colored lacy bra and black netted panty. I also gave her the hair sticks, hair tie, and the clip. She understood my fantasy and immediately wore the lingerie and tied a bun with. Light blue blouse, blue/grey jumper, blue/grey skirt. pewter tights and service issue shoes. Her Jumper was tight across her chest."Good morning LAC Wood how can I help?" he asked sincerely."Well I... I seem..." he held his hand up stopping her."Sorry ,do you mind if I video this for training purposes, if you don't it's OK?" he smiled, gesturing to the camera on it's stand. The red light glowing on the front."Well I'd prefer if it wasn't Sir it's quite personal actually... do you mind?" her. She tasted good, sweet and clean, her fine perfumed body quivered some. My tongue worked over her clit, then I pushed my tongue right in her vagina. She moaned a little and quivered some more. “I want your cock in my right now boy,” she said. I reluctantly picked up my head from between her legs and started to move on top of her, all she said was ,”yes, slam that cock into me.” Slowly I slid my member in her pussy, it felt very good, not tight but smooth and velvety like it belonged.