My grandfather was a Private when he was sent overseas in the early months of the war while this man was an officer. What I knew of my grandparents wa... sketchy, they were both from Katoomba in the Blue Mountains west of Sydney. She had come to Sydney just before the war to work in Mark Foys, one of the big department stores at the time. When the war broke out he had enlisted and was stationed at Holsworthy Barracks west of Sydney. They bumped into each other at the Saturday night dance at the. He said she was amazing and thanked me for showing her to him but he was gutted that we couldn’t have a threesome (obviously he’d heard our conversation earlier) I said not to worry and let’s see how far we could push this. I asked him if he had taken many photos, he said he’d taken a few, I then asked if he had all the photos he wanted, he said he’d love to take a pic of her tight little arse hole, so slowly I turned her over being careful not to wake her, Once I’d turned her over and. Shivers tickled her thigh, racing up along her body, the slightest of groans escaping her mouth into his. As if that wasn’t enough exquisite torture, she felt him trace an invisible line up her thigh, a feather touch that almost made her buckle at the knees. It was such a contrast, kissing someone at a nightclub was rarely a tantalising game. It was usually drunken, hot and horny – hands everywhere, and kissing a bit of hit and miss and most definitely inelegant. The stranger’s touch whispered. For a good ten minutes mom fucked my cock with her mouth. Every dozen, ball bumping strokes mom would take my dick from her lips and bath my cock-head with rapid butterfly licks. She worked her fist up and down my member making my balls slap against my legs again and again. It felt amazing! Then once again I was devoured and she sucked and pulled at my cock with everything she had. I could feel and hear mom humming as she sucked and the vibration felt amazing against my meat.For another ten.