My breath came in sharp little gasps of delight when I felt you near. Already my nipples were darkened berries cresting my chest, the fine nest of cur...s between my thighs dampened. I cultivated it as expressly ordered by you when we started.We had been at this game for some months now, having reached a point when you saw in me the need and necessity of taking control. Some nights you had me strut beside you on our way to a restaurant in a skirt too short for my voluptuous thighs, exposing the. You've resisted, and that's good. The tradition might actually work in your case. The whole point of it was to have one last fling before giving all that up for your new husband. It was supposed to sort of get it out of your system, I guess, and with men you could trust." But it didn't work that way for you?" Not hardly," she sighed. "Though it came in awfully handy when I got divorced."I blanched. "Surely you don't mean..."My own mother looked me dead in the eye. "It beats going to singles. It was so hard not to just dive in and taste her. But I refrained and moved with deliberate slowness. I stole a glance up her body and she was pinching her nipples and pulling at them mimicking what I had done earlier with my mouth. Her breathing was hard and I could hear her moans and soft words.Once again, I had reached her mound and this time I intended to stay there for a while. I gently used my hands to open her knees and move my face in to start.The first time I ran my tongue from her. Not fit enough for field work but I can fight a desk well enough." He held out his hand and I shook it warmly. Although he was a cold and taciturn individual I admired him greatly, and I think by the time he left Bordeaux to receive medical attention in England, he had a higher regard for me than that he held when I first joined his company.The official name of the department I had joined was the Military Intelligence Bureau, known by its initials as the MIB, but all of its members simply.