He replayed every sex scene he had ever seen, heard or read all with his mother the center of attention. Stacy was trying to figure out away to seduce...her son without scaring him off. She really wanted his cock, thinking since they shared a home together why not occasionally her bed? She could continue sucking cocks at the bookstore and have a hard cock waiting for her at home whenever she wanted it. No complicated dating rituals. No unrealistic expectations of her, or her of him, just sex. . " She was flexing the cane again, grinning at me. I tried to look at her in pain, pleading for mercy, but she did not look in the least sympathetic. "For example, this business of beating a slave u*********s." She looked at me, seeing me respond with yet more fear. "That is really quite ridiculous." She walked behind me and I tensed again, flinching as she ran a finger along the line of one of the cane marks on my behind. "I'm not saying a slave could never pass out," she said, "but it would. “Damn babe, come over here.” Zack laid her on the sofa and dove right in to her pussy. He licked up and down her slit and whenever he reached her soaking wet hole he pushed his tongue in. “Oh yeah just like that” Rachel cooed.Zack came up to her clit and started to saw it, while he slowly slipped his middle and ring finger into her pussy. Zack then sucked on he clit and curled his fingers up and started to slide them in and out. Not long after Zack felt a rush of Rachel’s juices, he lapped it. I could see that he was a Sergeant First Class (SFC, E-7). "What kind of radio is this? Oh and where is the note?" The radio is out in the truck," I said, as I handed him the note Sawyer had given me. He looked at it and then put it in a shirt pocket and smiled at me."So you're Golden Badger 3 Zulu," he asked."Yes, I was," I answered."OK, bring the radio in, but the note mentioned a girl. I'd like to let her stay here with you, but if some officer or the Sergeant Major came in, they would close.
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