After unhooking her shirt buttons her boobs were inviting, I can’t control so I put my face in between them and kissed there. I licked her cleavage ...nd in the meantime I pressed her bums and softly bitted in her cleavage she made a sound. Then I sat on the floor and kissed her naval ,I rubbed my face in her beautiful thighs. Slowly I lifted her skirt and kissed her huge white thighs and then pressed my face to her triangle over her panty, pressed her clitoris with my nose, she was out of. I'm done with this shit though. This is going to go bad ... real bad, and fast. I've just got that feeling about this and after twenty years in the Army dealing with general officers and other morons, I've learned to trust my gut instinct. We don't want any part of what's coming and we definitely don't want to be anywhere near the splash this is going to make when this all goes bad — which it will, soon. The fed's are coming ... probably they're already on their way here with real black. That was pretty much the only thing running through my mind since mylunch break. Where I had feelings of excitement and contentment earliertoday, they have since been replaced with nervousness, even as I wasdriving home from work one Friday afternoon. I was constantly fidgetingin my seat, trying to keep my seatbelt nestled in between my breasts as Idrove.My brother is flying in today to visit me for our birthday.It was a day that I have been looking forward to for a long time, but atthe same. Actuallybursting in on his own mother like that! Monica felt so suddenly angrythat she could hardly think straight.“Paul!” she shouted, suddenly, impulsively. “Get back in here thisinstant!”Monica sat on the edge of the bed, the loosely wrapped towel reachingfrom her huge tits to the tops of her thighs. Paul entered sheepishly,wearing only his pajama bottoms. His face was red. He seemed to knowinstinctively what his mother wanted.“Get in here, Paul,” Monica said harshly. “I want to have a.