Maria had chosen to ride in the back seat of his car at first, and had been sitting hunched down in the seat so as not to be easily seen or recognized... Once they were out on the road heading up the mountain, Maria climbed over the console opening and sat in front."Sitting in the back makes me car sick. How far is this base we're going to?" At the top of this hill, maybe another seven or eight miles. I'm going to go straight to the orderly room and try to get everything taken care of from there.. He squeezed my tit and my nipple began to get harder. It grew longer and thicker as his lips took it and sucked. I held his head as he nursed on it tit.His other hand never stopped stroking my pussy. I was starting to get wet again. He smiled into my eyes as he felt the wetness. He kissed my lips and cheeks and nose and forehead. Then he licked down my throat and again between my breasts. As he did I felt a finger enter my pussy tunnel. He moved it gently and all the way into my cunt. I moved. The gardener’s pick up truck is parked on the driveway, meaning I had to park my Peugeot in the street. The noise coming from upstairs made it obvious that Rick our Aussie gardener was doing a spot of indoor gardening, planting his trowel in my mothers seed box! I slammed the front door as I went in, sidestepped a pair of dungarees on the floor, kicked one of a pair of boots in the doorway and shut myself in the kitchen.My mother is aged fifty one, but she tells everyone she is forty nine. I. I sensed rather than heard, a faint sigh of resignation, or perhaps it was irritation,. I wasn't sure. "No, Miss, I will get it for you. You wait here." Without another word, she disappeared through the door, returning moments later with the scarlet robe draped across her arm. Standing behind me, she held it open for me as I slipped first one arm and then the other into its loose sleeves, keeping a careful grip on my towel as I did so then, once covered, allowed the towel to slip to the floor.