I get the gold wings and all the girls I wanted. Two Yaks, a Hurricane, a Blenheim and this P-40; five confirmed kills. I barrel-rolled over the strip...and landed hot, reported to the officer of the day and my wingman confirmed it with a smile and a smack on my back. The captain handed me a gold-edged ID card and said I'd get the new wings in a month or so.I headed for the pleasure barracks where we had access to American girls, the cream of the crop so to speak, showed the duty man my new card. “Jessica I can’t stand it any longer. You’ve been teasing us guys for months and I can’t control myself any longer. Either you will slap my face and report me for sexual harassment, or you will drop that banana and show me how you suck this,” he said as he held his hard cock in his hand that had a lovely little bend just like the banana that was inches from my mouth. I stood motionless, just staring at his cock with my banana still in my hand. Only a few seconds passed but it was far too long. ‘My cock now rules your life. You live for it, you crave it. You want to taste it every day. You want to fuck it all the time. You know that your sole purpose is to please this cock isn’t it?’ ‘Yes.’ Her stomach flopped and churned at the idea Meanwhile her clit twitched again and her pussy was leaking down her thighs. She was such a horny slut. ‘What is your purpose?’ ‘To please your cock.’ ‘You make lick it only.’ Rebecca leaned in and opened her mouth slipping her tongue out. She rain her. I don’t think so. Remember, you came just last week. There was a half ounce you got to drink – remember? No, I don’t think you need that again just yet. Maybe next Tuesday. That is, if you’re good, and do all your chores, and don’t make me have to change your panties and diaper too often. Okay. I’ve finished my toes. Aren’t they pretty? Would you like to dry them for me? Crawl over here then, and you can blow on them. Oh, not like THAT! GOD! You even blow like a sissy. Put some air into it..