Theminute I reported, I was theirs. Then after ninety days of basictraining, it would be off to - where?Calm down, I told myself. It might not be so b...d. There were plenty ofguys assigned to bases right in the US. Or I might be sent to Germany. Wehad lots of troops there. Sure. I could be drinking beer and romancingsome sweet young Fraulien. There was nothing that said I would be sent to'Nam.However, when you're holding your draft notice in your hand, theemotional side of your being tends to. She stayed half an hour longer than the rest of the staff, sucking her boss and letting him fuck her pussy.At home, her boys had already arrived and was waiting eagerly for their mom – or rather, for their mom’s beautiful body. She took off her clothing in the living room and was ordered to go to the toilet and relieve herself. But when she turned around for leaving Joe told her to stop. He picked up her panties and pointed at the cakes of sperm inside them.“What is this, Mom? Have you been. "Is it burning your fingers?" she puffed, still feeling the effects of the tiny morsel she'd eaten. "Not really," I replied, wincing. "The chemical just fools the nerve endings into thinking it's burning - really effectively in this case." Our eyes fixed as she slid her delicate hand over mine and brought it to her lips. She softly patted kisses on my tingling fingertips. Her warm breath ran over the back of my hand. I placed the knife down and turned towards her - mesmerised by her light. Charis looked up at him with heavily lidded eyes and a satisfied smile on her face, "Mhmmm..." she leaned up and kissed him gently, pulling him down into a short series of soft kisses along his face, "That... was lovely," she said, "Mm, I've not had a good mating like that in far far too long," she could feel his cock slowly softening inside her, soon falling out of her dripping sex, "And quite the mess you've made too!" He blushed deeply, returning her feather-light kisses with a few of his.