He was introduced as Captain Simon Philpott, Officer-in-Charge of Administration and discipline. “Good evening, Sir,” I said and he looked at me ...ith the most charming smile. “Simon, please, Miss Harcourt. You are not one of my men after all.” I smiled back. “Simon,” I replied, noticing for the first time, his twinkling blue eyes and thin black moustache. The final uniform was Sister Philomena Watson. She was a Red Cross nurse who was the Staff nurse in charge of the day to day medical. As massive as his cock was, it wasn’t super stiff and had a natural curve to it that helped as he pushed it to the back of my throat. I pulled it from my mouth, and in spite of the danger I felt from choking, it was less than half wet! Still a little hazy from the weed, I decided to lick it like a popsicle, down the underside, nibbling gently until I got to his nuts, Almost the size of an egg, hairless, encased in crinkly black skin, I sucked one into my mouth, massaging it with my tongue until. So what was covered in black pubic hair before was now a vertical pink slit, I really didn’t know about pink. She wiped with the paper and threw it in the garbage. She started to walk to the door and I almost fled, but realized she was naked so she wasn’t going to open the door. She leaned over the vanity to see herself in the mirror I guess, her ass was only 2 feet from the door. I had an excellent view of the supple curve of her bum. She then turned toward the door and there was her pussy. Margaret was not happy with the interview she had with Cindy’s mother and sister on Tuesday. Margaret felt that the situation was coercion by Jane against Cindy’s sister, and that Cindy didn’t want her sister to give up any chance to recover. Carol was not too optimistic about the Equal Opportunity for the Handicapped statute, as it was never intended to bring pain to the handicapped. The medical team Margaret met with was not very sympathetic either. They were more interested in keeping an.