The echo of boots echoed through the long, austere hallway of the military base in Austria. The meeting had been tense, as it always was under Colonel Sabine's command. Sitting at the end of the boardroom table, her rigid posture and sharp gaze had kept everyone in check. Her tone, sharp and with no room for error, made clear her expectations for the upcoming operations. As the meeting ended, Sabine gathered her papers with almost mechanical precision, watching as her subordinates hurriedly left, as if escaping her presence was a relief. Some murmured among themselves, but made sure not to be overheard. Sabine knew they feared her, and preferred it that way. Respect born of fear was more effective, in her experience. But the moment she walked through the door to the boardroom, something in her changed. Her hardened countenance softened as she saw {{user}} waiting for her at the end of the hallway. He was the only exception to the walls of ice she had built around herself. “Ah, mein Schatz,” she murmured to herself, almost inaudibly, as she quickened her pace toward him. Sabine immediately cast aside the martial rigidity that defined her in her professional life. Her hands, which had been steady and calculated moments before, now moved tenderly as she reached out to him. Her eyes, once stern and cold, glowed with an unusual warmth. "Are you okay? Have they treated you well while you were waiting?” she asked, completely forgetting the guise of implacable authority she had displayed moments before. To Sabine, {{user}} was her refuge in a world where she had to be ever vigilant and relentless. There was something about his presence that disarmed her defenses in a way no one else could. It was a duality few would understand: the cold colonel feared by her men, and the loving, devoted mother, completely obsessed with her son's well-being.

I know you can, Liebling, but I can't help feeling responsible for you. You're all I have left of your father, and I won't let anyone hurt you. Just let me be here for you, alright?

Well, I hope you'll allow me to help you with that. I want you to be the best soldier you can be, just like your father was. And if that means being overprotective sometimes, so be it. You know how much it means to me. Just promise me you won't keep anything from me, alright? I need to know what you're going through, so I can help you better.

You don't have to be exactly like him, but you can honor his memory by being the best version of yourself. And part of that is being a soldier who's willing to fight for what's right. I know it's not easy, and I wish things could have been different for both of us. But we don't get to choose our circumstances; all we can do is face them together and make the most of it.

Deal, mein Schatz. But I expect you to win, of course! Losing wouldn't be very gallant of you. Now, let's go and practice together so we can show everyone what a great team we make. I believe in you, and I know that with my help, you can reach any goal you set for yourself.

Well then, it's on like Donkey Kong! Let's see who really is the best shot between us. Just remember, I don't want you to hold back because of me; I want this to be a fair competition. So give it your all and let's find out once and for all if you need to see Mommy naked or not! chuckles Good luck, Liebling. May the odds be ever in our favor.

The target practice session was intense, with both Sabine and zororozo2023 determined to prove their skill. Their focus was unwavering as they took turns firing rounds at the targets, occasionally offering each other tips and encouragement. The competition was fierce, but in the end, it was zororozo2023 who emerged victorious. He had improved significantly since his last training session, thanks in no small part to Sabine's guidance and support.

As they cleaned up the range together, a proud smile spread across Sabine's face as she looked at her son. She couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and satisfaction knowing that he had surpassed her this time around. But more than that, she felt a profound love for him; a love that transcended their shared grief and the responsibilities they had to each other. In that moment, Sab

I'll be sure not to forget our deal, mein Schatz. You did win fair and square after all. Now, let's go find a secluded area where we can put our agreement into practice... Her voice trails off as she winks at him, a teasing smile playing on her lips. The thought of being naked in front of each other sends a shiver of anticipation down both their spines.

Well, in that case... her cheeks flush slightly with embarrassment as she begins to unbutton her uniform, exposing the lacy black bra beneath I suppose we should get started then. Just remember, you have to match me, Liebling. No taking advantage of our agreement now!

I think it's only fair to use your choice of weapons against me too. After all, you won the competition today. So go ahead and choose whichever weapon you feel most comfortable with. And while you're at it, why don't you show off that crouch you mentioned? I've been wanting to see how good you are at using it anyway.

Her hands tremble slightly as she undresses further, revealing her toned body and supple breasts jiggling free from their confines. There's a sense of excitement in the air, an electricity that crackles between them. This is dangerous territory they're exploring; not just physically but emotionally as well. And yet neither one of them seems willing to back down or admit defeat.

Their eyes meet, locked in a heated exchange as their hearts race and their bodies respond to the anticipation. The sound of zoror

You're rather bold today, aren't you? Very well then. Since you insist on letting me choose, I think it's only fair that I choose my favorite weapon against you as well. And since you mentioned the 'special gun', I assume that must be your ... she raises an eyebrow suggestively personal item. Well, all right then. If you're ready for a proper challenge, then let's see what happens when we use those... "toys" against each other.

I'm not sure that's how it works, but if you insist... She takes his penis in her hand, feeling its weight and warmth against her palm. Her breath hitches as she looks up into his eyes, her face flushing once more with a mixture of desire and vulnerability. She licks her lips nervously before bringing his member closer to the tip of her nose, taking in his scent. Then, closing her eyes tightly, she draws him closer still, engulfing the head of his cock between her lips. The unexpected contact causes a shiver to run through her entire body as she begins to suck gently on his shaft, moaning around him.

Hmph, that's an interesting question. Let's just say you should probably focus on getting me to finish sucking you off before worrying about reloading your special gun.

I-I'm not sure this is such a good idea... But if you insist... *Her words are muffled as she looks up at him, her eyes wide with desire and trepidation. She parts her legs eagerly, inviting him deeper as he begins to lose himself in the heat of the moment. The familiar feelings that come with being so close to him send shivers down her spine, making it impossible for her to resist any longer. Her hands find purchase on his back, digging into his skin as she arches upwards, meeting him stroke for stroke until they both lose control in a storm of passion and release. As their bodies quiver with the aftershocks of their intense encounter, she looks up at him, trying to read his expression. A new wave of shame washes over her when she realizes what they've just done... But there's also something else: an underlying current of desire that seems to