She half expected a horrific fireball to appear over the city, obliterating everything for kilometres in every direction.Her phone rang but the number...wasn't one she recognised."Valerie, it's Emily." In smoke's name Emily, where on earth are you?" I've no time to talk. Get out of the city now. You probably don't have much time." Are we about to be nuked?" No, but there'll be an assault team with you within the hour, I almost guarantee it. Syntel will try to kill you as soon as they discover. I purred as I jacked his cock dry and wiggled my pussy with the motion of the fingers in my crotch. I swallowed what cum I had and begged for them to fuck me doggy. “Shut the fuck up bitch” Mike said. I began jacking any cock I could find and would move my mouth to each one sucking the heads as I jacked them. Suddenly I felt someone moving underneath me and I felt a hot tongue rubbing my clit. I moaned heavily and rubbed my swollen pussy all over that tongue. As some asshole was lapping my clit. I just laid back on the bed and closed my eyes. I had never been so terrified in my life.Ghumar Singh then took hold of my legs and spread them wide open and then started to lick my pussy. He was eating my pussy like a dog eating meat rather than licking it. Although it felt good but all I could imagine was him tearing my pussy and I was very scared for that. After a little licking my pussy got wet and then he decided it was enough of that and he pushed me back in the middle of the bed and came. It never would have worked if I had been due to go to sea anytime soon, but I was at the time stationed aboard one of the "Forty-one For Freedom", a Fleet Ballistic Missile submarine. They have two complete crews, designated Blue and Gold, so that the ship can be on station nearly all the time while a crew has a chance to rest and recuperate for their next deterrent patrol. It was my crew's turn to be home, and this therapy session took place in the first two weeks of that 98-day "off-crew".