Around that time, I got my second hint of naughty/nasty behavior. I was still completely oblivious to their meaning, but they were there. One precious...night, we just had very pleasurable sex and each had an intense orgasm. It was a sensuous and erotic moment. I ejaculated inside her cunt and laid beside her before pulling out. We wipe ourselves and she says"Why don't you go in the drawer and bring out your little friend and continue pleasuring me with it ?"I was surprised but of course,. The top one had a MoD logo on it. Slitting it open with his ivory letter opener he quickly scanned the single page. “It seems Ann that our hero is to be invested by Her Majesty with the Victoria Cross. MoD wants to know if he will be fit enough by the second week in February to receive it.”“Oh I’m so pleased to hear that,” said Ann a big smile breaking out on her face. “I know all the girls will be pleased for him.”‘Um well don’t mention it yet as it’s not official until Robert gets. Don't stop." She grasps the slides of my head, pulling on my hair. I love this because she is practically face fucking me. I get back to that clit. Licking and sucking it as she starts to build up. I can hear her go from breathing and moaning to deep grunts and my dick is so hard that I'm sure I am leaking all over her sheets. Now Emmie is thrusting her hips right into my face and she is shaking. "Oh....FUCK...." She lets out. "...YES!" And with that, she explodes an orgasmic climax, violent. For the past year she had been single again after a marriage break-up, and she had spent long months grieving for love lost. She had been glad that she had spent quite some time alone, able to heal her wounds, let time pass and be ready for the next phase of her life. She had friends and family, and a new job. It was through this job that she met a lady who encouraged her to start playing her recorder again, and come with her to music club. One music club led to another, and she met Mark. Mark.