”“Maybe later then.”“Maybe.”I backed away and as I walked away I turned and looked back and saw that the policeman was holding his finger up...and they were all laughing.“Maybe I could put on a show for them.” I thought.No sooner than I’d put the wine bottles down I was back at the table collecting the empty soup bowls and the odd hand slid up my thighs to my wet pussy but I didn’t hang around to let any of them finger fuck me.After a short break during which Riley told me that she’d been finger. I purposely looked the other way, attempting to avoid eye contact, but the trucker had a pair of beautiful, muscley, hairy LEGS! And - honestly? I found it almost impossible to tear my eyes away from them. The trucker noticed and smiled. Then he said, “Hey, look at this.”I turned his head; the man had his fully erect penis out of his shorts and was stroking it. When he saw me staring at it he began flexing it. “You like that, honey?” he asked.I was filled with mixed emotions. Yes, I was scared,. I certainly didn’t want to hurt it.” Everyone in the audience stood and applauded.The General looked to President Tripp, “TRAINING!” The President had seen and heard training many times. He smiled and nodded. President Pusin was also laughing.“The Space Force is no longer a toy General; you have shown you can do the job, better tools and training are soon.” President Tripp smiled again, “I need you to be my bulldog. bark loud and clear. Expect to be in front of Congress soon. Be ready!”“Yes,. A few of the sights I had visited include the Gothic churches in Cologne, the Grand Place and the Manneken-Pis in Brussels, the remains of the Berlin wall, the charming city of Prague, and lastly, the majestic buildings in Vienna, the seat of the once powerful Austro-Hungarian empire. From Vienna, I was on my way to Salzburg, the birthplace of Mozart, the child genius who later became one of the most famous composers of all time. I was particularly excited to visit Salzburg, not because of.